Project Life, Week 35, 2020
journaling:
This week was what we had anticipated for so long, and even when you’re ‘ready’ for it, you aren’t ever really ready.
Sunday was just a bad continuation of the previous two days. Lots of pain and quite a few calls to hospice for advice on medication. Everything was changed to every two hours and all we wanted to do was keep him comfortable.
I prayed, I sang, I talked to him and held his hand, I told him over and over that we were going to be fine and it was okay to go. I played some of his all time favorite songs on YouTube and barely left his side. Wednesday I finally had to get some sleep so I settled in my recliner at about 1:30 am. I listened to his shallow breathing, and when I woke up at 6:30 he was gone.
Peace. Stillness. Such grief.
Phone calls. Emails. Update CaringBridge....
Food from the neighbors who thought that we would have all the family arriving any moment.
So many things we never got to do. Trips we planned but never made. Sixty-five used to feel so old when we were younger, but this week? This week it’s far too young.
My head knows this is for the best, but my heart will miss him forever.
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