Friday, January 16, 2009

Dad.

Monday the 5th of January my Dad slipped and fell on the ice. He hit his head so hard he was knocked out and had severe trauma to his brain. We waited a week for signs of improvement or anything good but nothing, in face what little functioning he did have soon declined. Monday morning, with family around, we took him off the respirator and true to my father he was strong and stubborn for almost 24 hours. He left us holding his hands and telling him we love him. It's devastating. I'm going to miss him so much and I'm terribly sad for the things he will miss as my sister and I move through our lives. Who I am is largely because of him.

3 comments:

Stitch-n-Snitch said...

I'm so, so sorry. :(

I lost my dad last January 7, and I know what sort of a void losing a parent causes. My dad was also a trooper, holding out 10 months against a wicked case of pancreatic cancer. He died in my mother's arms, and it was hard to tell him goodbye.

If I've learned one thing from this tragedy, it's that our loved ones are never far from us, and that they can still give us love and strength even if they're physically gone.

Once again, I'm so sorry for your loss. Let me know if you need to talk and I'm here for you. :)

Julie said...

*hugs*

My Best Friend Calls Me Martha said...

Oh God... I'm so, so very sorry.

My thoughts and prayers will be with you and your family.