Aww bless -I am so very sorry for your loss -my heart goes out to you.I hope you have a loving family to help you through this dreadful time -think of the happy memories -they give you the strength to get through the hard times xxxxx
we sat with him all night at the hospital,he was in so much pain,and he faced his illness with great humour,bravery and dignity...he laughed and joked through his illness and we all cried our way through it,never in front of him,we were all there for him as he drew his final breath at 7.23 this morning.....life will never be quite the same....
thanx henry....people on here have been so kind over the last few weeks....some lovely words have been said and i have taken a lot of those words to heart.....
I hope the memories of your time with him give you some comfort and that you being with him at the time gives you strength to know he was surrounded by those he loved at his last.
Stoke, I really feel for you. I have been through the same so I understand how you feel. As others say try to think of the good times and its amazing how much it helps, but you have to go through very difficult days too. I always feel proud to think that there is so much of my Dad in me, a lot of qualities (good or bad!) but I know where they are from. Hopefully you have good family and friends around you. You will take it in turns to be strong for each other. Take care.
thanx every1..........ive seen a lot of things in my life but seeind a loved 1 suffer like he has is heartbreaking,i was actually praying to the lord to take him to relieve his suffering,i wouldnt wish anyone to go through lund disese in the way my father endured.......euthenasia must seriously be looked into in this county......thanx to you all once again....
here are some word I found comfort in when a dear friend passed away recently, I hope you can find some solace too
John
Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.