Hello everyone, I posted here a few days ago detail how my father had been given a few months. Unfortunately his fight didn't last that long, he passed away yesterday around 11am.
I was there holding his hands when he passed and I'm so glad I was. It was the strangest thing he had pushed all night and then seemed to decline quickly after my sister and I arrived, as if he waited for us.
Yesterday when we left the hospice I was filled with sadness and anger. I came home and cried the hardest I have in years. Went to sleep for a few hours and woke up relieved.
Relieved for him, he'd struggled for so long. He'd been fighting not only the cancer but early onset dementia also. His whole life for the past few months was filled with confusion and pain. Now he's free.
I'm sad that he passed so young at 58 and will miss him so much everyday. I just wish there was some way I could know for sure that he is at peace. He looked peaceful yesterday after taking his final breaths. You could see all the pain leave his face.