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30-12-2005 Entry: "Sad news"

About 9:00pm Christmas Eve My Dad died ;.(

I was at the hospice with him. His decline was fairly rapid I had visited him a few days earlier in hospital and although very ill he was able to sit in his bed and we spoke at some length with my brother, sister and myself. The prognosis I was told was not good only a matter of weeks and he was to go home soon, He did on Friday but by Saturday morning He was too ill to stay at his home.
I arrived there just before the ambulance came to take him to the Hospice. My Sister lives nearby and was with him all day and most of the night both she and his wife (my stepmother) were very tired. My brother arrived at the hospice shortly after a record dash from his inlaws home in Kingston upon Hull. We were all present at the end.

I loved him very much.

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To My Dad

When I was a baby, I gave you sleepless nights with my crying.
But you always loved me.

When I was a child, I did not fit into school. You saw to it and found a place where I could fit in.
Because you loved me.

When I left school, you saw to it I had a trade that serves me well to this day.
Because you loved me.

When I came home that Christmas having lost my job, with no home and my mind broken.
You saw my mind was healed,
you saw I found a job and
you saw I found a home.
Because you loved me.

When I had to find myself and did not speak to you for years.
You loved me.

When I had not the bottle to tell you until I phoned from my hospital bed to say you know the son I was, I am now your daughter.
You still loved me.

These and so many many more you have done for me that for which you have never asked nor I would ever be able to repay.
Because you loved me.

I love you dad, goodbye.

Posted by Bernice @ 03-01-2006 11:29 PM BST