My father finally succumbed to his battle with pancreatic cancer and a massive stroke and passed away today. He went peacefully in his rest, surrounded by friends. Unfortunately there was no way that I could be with him, but I was able to talk to him one last time early this morning and say my goodbyes. Death is never happy, but my father was granted the best possible one that we could have asked for. I am very grateful that I got to spend an extended time with him before his stroke, and the last words that I spoke to him that he would have remembered were "I love you". No more suffering, no more cancer, no more being made to drink protein drinks or eat protein bars that "taste like dirt" (he could be so dramatic!)
Both my father and I believe that we will see each other again in the afterlife, but that doesn't mean that I won't miss him in the here and now. But I would rather miss him for a while than to have him be here and in constant pain and struggle.
I'm headed back there on Monday to help with arrangements and such, so I may not be around much here for a while. Then again, this place is my "digital home" so I may be around more than I think for the distraction. I'm doing okay, and I'm feeling fine at the moment other than the effects of grief.
Rest in peace, Dad! :pixelheart: