Saturday, January 10, 2009

Adventures in Bereavement: Part one in a series

January 10, 2009 Redhead's Reality Rants

I lost my dad a few months ago. After suffering two exhausting bouts of pneumonia in a year, he died at the age of 94. He was in Hospice House those last two weeks of his life, his wife and three daughters (I’m the youngest kid) around him. He knew we loved him and we knew he loved us; maybe at the end of life, that’s what really counts.

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