My dad had been fighting lung cancer for 2 years, a week and a half ago he passed away. It was PURE torture watching him fight so hard, struggling to breathe!!!! I was so completely terrified from every gasp or jerk, finally one day while taking a shower I sat in the floor of the tub and just cried and prayed for peace. Peace for him, peace for my mother, they were together for 37 years, peace for me to accept that I can't stop it, or help. I prayed for strength to be the level headed one when it finally came. (He died at home, on hospice care) Now since he died, I can't cry, why?? He was only 56 years old, a wonderful, wonderful, husband and father and an ADORED pawpaw! Why can't I cry for this huge loss??? Why can't I mourn my precious, sweet dad!!!!
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