I Am Mourning a Death
A little after 4 am yesterday I witnessed the death of my father. He was frail and struggling to breathe, but he was as comfortable as possible and he was at home which is here he wanted to be. My Mother and my brother were also here but were both asleep at the time it happened (they both needed it because they had both been through a long day and night). I was awake and watching him even though he didn't know I was there. I spent all day yesterday dealing with things necessary to take care of his removal and help my mother through it. Today I have to go with her to the funeral home to privately pay our last respects. Tomorrow we meet with the public and have his actual funeral.....Then it really starts because my brother and I have to figure out what to do with mom. She has dementia that continues to worsen and she is getting more and more forgetful in doing things that she needs to do to care for herself. She fights us all the way on it because she doesn't think there is anything wrong. then there is problems with their property, finances, etc. The next several months are not going to be easy, but I'll just have to take it one day and one step at a time.
