Gone away…

The old man held on apparently waiting for all his children to be there. The girls arrived this morning. He left this evening.

Earlier this week when he was still able to communicate he told his wife that he had two consecutive dreams about a party. He said that people from his past stand over him and speak to him.

That should be eerily familiar if you watched the the video in my post this morning, the TEDx Talk about experiences of people approaching death. The old man’s experience paralleled the people interviewed.

Okay then…

I just thought this was worth recording here. I tend to forget things otherwise.

I don’t know what to say to someone who is grieving. I don’t know what might have comforted me at similar times.

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