I might not be around for a few days.
My dad died last night.
I spent the afternoon with him and it was wonderful. The last thing we said to each other was “I love you”. I told him to eat so that he could be strong and get out of the hospital. He said he would. As I was crying I whispered in his ear “Don’t give up Dad, because I really love you and I want to see you get out of here”. He said he wouldn’t give up. Even though his spirit was strong, his body was shutting down.
It still doesn’t seem real.
Thankfully, I’m surrounded by family and friends and we are trying to work our way through this.
I’ll be back when I’m ready.
Thank you for all your sweet comments and emails. They mean the world to me.