I know this is not the place but I thought I would share:
My dad, mentor and best friend has finally lost his battle with Multiple System Atrophy/Ataxia. He was 64, married to the same woman for 43 years. He died in his sleep, in his own bed at his own home which is what he would have wanted. Watching him slowing go down hill over the last few years has been really hard on me and even given me anxiety, and a lot of unanswered questions. I was always bothered with the thought that one day I am going to get a call- the call that no one wants. I can honestly say that his death has brought closure to me and he took my anxiety and fear with him. I am actually comforted to know that on Friday, my dad pulled himself from his recliner to his wheelchair, pulled himself into bed and went to sleep a man who was disabled and impaired in just about every aspect of his life, woke up in the presence of the Lord and in His healing arms. I got to see him before his body was picked up and he looked peaceful, he looked comfortable, he looked like he was sound asleep. Though my many prayers weren't answered with the outcome that I had asked, the Lord has given me peace, rest and has brought to me comfort. The great hope of the followers of Christ is in the resurrection when we will we reunited with each other and will dwell with God forever, so its not really a good bye, but a "see you later".
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