I have been away a lot over the last few months spending as much time with my Dad as possible. One of the first posts I read is about
the passing of pb4's mom on the same day. My heart goes our to her.
My Dad passed away Sunday morning from bone cancer. So hard to see Dad in so much pain and become a skeleton of the man he was. He fought brave and hard and never complained. Difficult when his memory was so sharp at times and yet so confused at times from all the pain medication.
He had been in the hospital since December, diagnosed last fall, and we did take him out for Christmas to spend with all his family.
Funeral arrangements were made yesterday. Now for the harder to accept part. My Dad was the most loving, forgiving man there ever was. He remarried almost five years ago and there has been so much conflict since. My brother walked out while the arrangements were being made and later I did more to show support to my brother. I did come back to support my sister. My stepmom wanted just five white roses on the casket representing the five years they had been married and the word Husband. Never mind that he was a Father, Grandfather, Great-Grandfather, Stepfather, etc. and a Friend. And married to my Mom for over 50 years before her passing. I could go on an on but there is so much turmoil, family do not even want to attend but will in honor of our father.