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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