Two weeks ago my dad passed away.
He had been ill for quite some time and had been in and out of hospitals and nursing homes. The last few months of his life Dad wasn’t really living, he was just existing. He wasn’t ready to go just yet. When it was time he did it the way he wanted, at home, the place he loved most. I have solace knowing that he is no longer in pain and is in peace.
I had been saying my goodbyes to Dad over the past several months. I thought it was important for him to know how much I loved him and how his grandkids adored him. Sometimes I would sit and talk with him while other times I would show him pictures or video of the kidlets. However, some of our most profound moments were when we just sat quietly with each other.