OT My Father Passed Away today
(((Loretta)))
I'm so sorry for your loss.
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I'm so sorry for your loss, Loretta. As a daddy's girl myself, I am in tears for you. I'll pray that you find the strength to focus on the happy memories.
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I'm so sorry Loretta. My thoughts are with you and your family.
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****HUGE HUGS***** I'm so sorry, Loretta. He fought a brave fight, from what little you have shared about his illness. I wish you could have had more time, too.
I'm glad you were able to be with him up to the last. I was with my dad until just a couple minutes before his last breath, and I believe that he waited for us to leave before letting go. It would have been totally like him to either want privacy for that moment, or to believe that it would inflict pain on us to be there at that point. Perhaps one day I'll be able to ask him what he was thinking *sad smile*.
Breathe. Take another breath. And another. One at a time.
I'm glad you were able to be with him up to the last. I was with my dad until just a couple minutes before his last breath, and I believe that he waited for us to leave before letting go. It would have been totally like him to either want privacy for that moment, or to believe that it would inflict pain on us to be there at that point. Perhaps one day I'll be able to ask him what he was thinking *sad smile*.
Breathe. Take another breath. And another. One at a time.
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