I am not scare of dying. I just want to die in a fashion that is not horrifying. I don't want to upset anyone that might be at the funeral with sad memories of my passing. Something more dignified would be appreciated.
Ghosts and scary monsters are not an issue for me. I am not saying that I would want to experience either, but the idea of them stirs up nothing in my soul. I am the type to get out the recorder and magnifying glass to study the phenomenon.
In this world, I am scared of two things. First, I am scared of losing my son. My son is very much apart of my joy and peace. Losing my husband? I am scared of that too. He is a rock for me in this world. He provides and protects each one of us in our family. Both men in my life are very important to my existence. Losing either would change me dramatically. This week, write to me about what you are scared of. Again, keep it clean. Do your best, and don't forget to edit. Thanks.