May 11, 2007 13:06
To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
Shakespear's Hamlet, Act 3, Scene 1
My sister died around4.30 am yesterday morning.
I believe I am in shock or denial. Not sure at this point.
It's just not fair.
alison