Prayers for your family.

A couple months ago, I did rush to Dad's hospital room, to which he had gone only very reluctantly. A few minutes before one in the morning, I watched him take his last breath. It was a terrible thing to see, but yet I would have felt worse had I missed it.

It is something that changes you forever, and it is good that you talk of it.


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