I'd call Mike and tell him how much I had loved him, and where to find my Living Will.
I'd make sure I had on clean underwear. A cute pair.
I'd say my prayers as I went, hoping that God who I haven't always treated very well was still listening to me, and forgave me for all the time I took his name in vain and said I didn't believe in him anymore.
Loving Annie
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