In that moment you be surprised at what you think about and what you remember of the moment.
When I was saying my final goodbye to my Dad as he laid in his hospital bed I knew I never see him again.
I cried telling him I wish I didn’t have to leave. ( I was visiting for 2 weeks to see him before he died I was going back home the next morning so this was the last time I ever see him.)
I cried so hard telling him I love him and I will always miss him.
Yet remembering that moment I can’t see his face I hear his voice telling me he loves me as he try’s to comfort me, I see his bed and the wall behind him. I can see the tan blanket laying on him and his white pillows and yellow dull light above his head. But his face is gone. Most I remember the pain I was feeling. And how I wanted to stop crying I needed to be brave for my him because he wanted to go. I didn’t even ask him to fight because I knew it’s what he wanted.
So it can be surprising how you feel and think in those moments
When I was saying my final goodbye to my Dad as he laid in his hospital bed I knew I never see him again.
I cried telling him I wish I didn’t have to leave. ( I was visiting for 2 weeks to see him before he died I was going back home the next morning so this was the last time I ever see him.)
I cried so hard telling him I love him and I will always miss him.
Yet remembering that moment I can’t see his face I hear his voice telling me he loves me as he try’s to comfort me, I see his bed and the wall behind him. I can see the tan blanket laying on him and his white pillows and yellow dull light above his head. But his face is gone. Most I remember the pain I was feeling. And how I wanted to stop crying I needed to be brave for my him because he wanted to go. I didn’t even ask him to fight because I knew it’s what he wanted.
So it can be surprising how you feel and think in those moments