Some nights I sit and wonder, did my sister know death was coming? You know how you get that feeling in your gut that something is wrong or that something is going to happen? Do you think we get that feeling when our time has come? I have no experience with this topic, but the thought that Erica knew death was coming has been with me for awhile. I find it intriguing that she went to church the Sunday before her death and church wasn't an every Sunday routine for her, or I. Was there something that prompted her to go? A feeling or a pull that she knew that's what she needed to do? Or was it simple coincidence? There may be no answer to this thought in my head, but the idea that we could be aware that death is coming is a little comforting.
