The last Breath

I’ve heard a lot of times from different quarters of life that people reflect on their wrong doings, mis-givings and shortcomings of their entire life when they are about to breathe their last.

I dreamt this tonight and got up in the middle of the night. I went to my Mom and kissed her feet, went to my kids and hugged them tight and went to my wife and cuddled up to her. There was an instant smile on my face. The last can leave me now.

Side Note: If you were to get up in the middle of the night with this feeling, will you go back to sleep with a smile on your face?

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