All I can think about is my mom laying in that hospital bed, just laying there...why doesn't the peaceful look of her face as she lay there dead bring me peace? She was free of pain and it hurts like hell no matter how at peace she was.

There is no way that my heart is relieved, not even a little bit. People tell me at least she's in a better place, but I don't feel better about it! I hurt! I'm screaming inside to be given my mother back! I don't want to wait until the next life to meet her again.