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He died. My dad, brother and I were driving to church when we got a call from my mom's friend. She got a call from Alabama. My heart sank in my chest and I knew. My uncle Jon and grandma were with him and he just stopped breathing.
My aunts said to me earlier that he was okay, same old cranky self, needed to be sedated because he kept trying to take off his clothes and monitors and such. It turned from same old to him being gone.
The last thing I said to him was that I loved him and I gave him a kiss. My mom is numb, I'm numb and i'm sad. We went to church and we found mom and her shawl sisters and our pastor. We went into the sanctuary and as a family prayed and hugged and said a prayer with our pastor and his wife.
I dont know how to feel. He's not suffereing, but I'm so sad he's gone.
My aunts said to me earlier that he was okay, same old cranky self, needed to be sedated because he kept trying to take off his clothes and monitors and such. It turned from same old to him being gone.
The last thing I said to him was that I loved him and I gave him a kiss. My mom is numb, I'm numb and i'm sad. We went to church and we found mom and her shawl sisters and our pastor. We went into the sanctuary and as a family prayed and hugged and said a prayer with our pastor and his wife.
I dont know how to feel. He's not suffereing, but I'm so sad he's gone.