I didn’t take any picture of his last two yrs because I didn’t want to remember him like that and regretfully I didn’t let my kids see him when he was in hospital dying as I thought it would scar them because they lived him.
That’s a tough one with the kids, but it may have been for the best. My dad almost died after surgery once and I went to see him in the ICU and as weak as it sounds it traumatized me just a bit. Like almost 20 years later I still dream about how frail, thin and grey he looked.
Same. I couldn’t quite crying while I spent his last week with him. I couldn’t force myself to be there with him when I knew it was his last night, so my brother who had an estranged relationship with him volunteered.
I didn’t take any picture of his last two yrs because I didn’t want to remember him like that and regretfully I didn’t let my kids see him when he was in hospital dying as I thought it would scar them because they lived him.
That’s a tough one with the kids, but it may have been for the best. My dad almost died after surgery once and I went to see him in the ICU and as weak as it sounds it traumatized me just a bit. Like almost 20 years later I still dream about how frail, thin and grey he looked.
Same. I couldn’t quite crying while I spent his last week with him. I couldn’t force myself to be there with him when I knew it was his last night, so my brother who had an estranged relationship with him volunteered.