My dad passed away early this morning. He fought a long hard battle but remained optimistic, even though the odds were stacked again him. I made it back home in time to visit with him, which I am very grateful for. I think Dad was holding on until he could see all four of his kids. Once we were all there, he began to slip away and wasn't conscious most of the time. This was a blessing since his poor old body was fighting against him. When my dad went, he did so quietly, with his family...
Published on June 26, 2010 18:22