"I completely understand. I had a dream once that I was at my grandparent's house and all of my family, aunts & uncles were there too. I was in the living room and everyone else was in my grandparents bedroom. I was sitting on the couch and my grandpa walked out and sat beside me. I asked him what was wrong and he said that he was very sick and the family had to make a hard decision about him. He told me that he never wanted to live on life support. He said that it was up to me to tell everyone what he wanted. A few months later my grandpa had a stroke and was on the verge of life and death for several weeks. My grandparents lived about 2 hours away from us so we would make the drive every few days back and forth to the hospital. I was only 18 at the time and very quiet. I didn't usually get involved in offering my opinion in important decisions; not that anyone really ever asked me for it. I walked into the hospital and saw my dad sitting in the waiting room. I sat down beside him and he took my hand and told me that my grandfather was put on life support. He needed to make the decision of whether or not to keep him on or take him off. My dad's brother and sister were now looking to him to make the decision. I hadn't even thought about that dream that I had until that day. I spoke up and told my dad that I really felt that grandpa wouldn't want to live that way. I didn't tell him about the dream until years later though. My dad I and talked that day for quite a while. He felt that it was the right decision to take him off the life support too. When I finally told my dad about the dream I was worried that he was going to think I was crazy or something but he said that maybe somehow grandpa told me that in my dream because he knew that I would be the one to believe it and not be afraid to tell my dad what he(my grandpa) wanted. "

"Hey, June. Glad u got your ans. I didnt watch the Nanny ( i think) but i did watch CSI and know about the miniature killer. I thought it turned out to be a man. Anyway, how was it living with that many bros and sis? My wife lived with one of each. Now, later in life, due to a variety of things, one is close 2 her, The other we both hope to never see again.
I was raised as an only child. Had a 1/2 sis that i loved, we kept in touch till she died. She was about 20 yrs older than me. Her kids are my wife's peers. They (my half sis and her hubby) were the Cleavers to me. A family that so loved each other that, when Mom or Dad died, the kids were all around the bed to "sense" the passing. Sounds like GW doesnt it? I didnt realize that till i wrote it down. Life is cool if u dont let it get 2 u."