hiddenmuse (
hiddenmuse) wrote2006-11-13 11:03 pm
The end of an era
It happened tonight, at 8:30 p.m. Central Time. My mom was there with him, when it happened.
He put up a hell of a fight - standing at death's door so many times over, only to come back again and again.
This time, the fight was too much and his body finally surrendered.
My mom said that she felt so much relief when he passed on, such a weight lifted off her shoulders.
I know that he's so much better off, as morbid as it sounds.
No more suffering and pain for him. No more dreading the ringing of my phone, sitting on edge, wondering when the call would come.
I love you Daddy ... and I miss you already.
He put up a hell of a fight - standing at death's door so many times over, only to come back again and again.
This time, the fight was too much and his body finally surrendered.
My mom said that she felt so much relief when he passed on, such a weight lifted off her shoulders.
I know that he's so much better off, as morbid as it sounds.
No more suffering and pain for him. No more dreading the ringing of my phone, sitting on edge, wondering when the call would come.
I love you Daddy ... and I miss you already.
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Take the time to take care of yourself.
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Gone from My Sight
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side
spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and
starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty
and strength. I stand and watch her until at length
she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where
the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says: "There, she is gone!"
"Gone where?"
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in
mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and
she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her
destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the
moment when someone at my side says: "There, she is gone!"
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout: "Here she comes!"
And that is dying.
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Take care of yourself. I'm here if you need an ear or something.
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big hugs to you and your family. My thoughts are with you all.
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