He's gone ...
About an hour ago my dad passed away.
It's hard ... I want him to wake up, to breathe... I have a lock of his hair that my sister braided and and cut. Once the funeral home/crematory guys take his body away that will be the last physical thing remaining of him.
I'm glad he died in his sleep after a painful fight with cancer. The last words he heard was "I love you" when my sister said it to him. He opened his eyes a little, shed a tear, and took his last breath.
I'm a wreck. I've gotta go.
Please take care.
It's hard ... I want him to wake up, to breathe... I have a lock of his hair that my sister braided and and cut. Once the funeral home/crematory guys take his body away that will be the last physical thing remaining of him.
I'm glad he died in his sleep after a painful fight with cancer. The last words he heard was "I love you" when my sister said it to him. He opened his eyes a little, shed a tear, and took his last breath.
I'm a wreck. I've gotta go.
Please take care.