My father passed away at 5 a.m. this morning. It has been more or less four months since he was diagnosed with stage four lung cancer and multiple sclerosis. Seeing his brilliant mind wasting away everyday wasn't easy. Missing his voice and watching him playing with his grandchildren is something I don't think I can get over with. I know it's the hardest on my mom for she and him had been inseparable through 40 years of marriage. All I know is I will miss our early morning religious debates over breakfast.

There is really nothing more to say at this point. I don't really wish for him to be kept alive by machines. It's just delaying the inevitable and for what? He couldn't even see, hear, or recognize any of us anymore after two months of diagnosis. The doctor said that it's fortunate that he couldn't feel pain. It made things easier to bear.
It will get easier with time, I know that. But right now I grieve with my family. Knowing that I shall never see my dad again.
May he rest in peace, anyway Earth has become truly Hell!
pray for his soul and always maintain good relationship with dearest closest members of your family because this what helps you now the most.
if u believe in Jesus Christ , in his resurrection, you must know that you will see your father again.
Thing is, I got nothin' much to say. All we can do is sit back and wonder if we will fare any better. And what is it better? Death comes for us all and once he got ya round the nape of the neck, it be all overrrrr! I mentioned to ye before that we all be sailing but the dead never leave a certain port of call. Your dad jumped ship for his time was nigh. The best you can do is honour his memory with the rest of your days at sea... ARRRRR! ONE FER THE POPS! *clink* <3