In two separate unrelated ways, I have suffered  the loss of both my parents. Both to me so young (63) and I had so much more to do with each of them in my life. It all seems to have just happened yesterday. Dad passed away Friday October 13th, 2006 after we had thought he would have a new lease on life - kidney transplant. He had an infection and was not able to fight it in his weakened condition. Still trying to recover from this, Mom was admitted to the hospital for what we thought was just an infection and unfortunately did not ever get to come back home. While in the hospital they discovered cancer and tried to treat it with chemotherapy.  Her weakened condition did not allow her to fight a second infection. We lost her on June 3rd ironically to the same fate as Dad. I live with the faith that he was there to greet her and that they are now both happy together - looking down on us as special angels that will guide me through the rest of my life in a different way now.  Instead of holding my hand they will hold my heart!