posted on Aug, 18 2008 @ 12:05 AM
I will never forget the night my sister passed away, I stood in the hall of the Cardiac care unit, there were 8 of us standing there, you could see my
sister on the bed through a window where her nurse would sit while on her watch, as my sister's son and daughter stood over her, holding her hands,
she slipped away, those of us in the hall were stunned as we watched a cloud, in the shape of my sister's body, float up over her, and hover, then
dissapate like vapor. The hall was permeated with the smell of Aramis, my father's cologne, he passed away 10 years before my sister. I can't recall
being any colder than I already was, the hospital was already cold, but everyone there knew that smell, it was my dad's signature cologne.