Mom Mother Friend
Now it is my turn, my pleasure and my commitment to be there for her and with her, whatever it takes.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
We had taken dad to hospital. I stayed with him over night. He was very restless. Pulled out his IV's. We talked about taking care of mom. I told him I loved him. Memories I will never forget.
Wednesday morning March 30, 2011 dad gave up the fight. It is never a good time and you are never ready, but he is definitely in a better place.
Grief is the price that we pay for love.
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