Saturday, November 28, 2009

Dad is at peace

The phone rang at 2:30am this morning, hospice telling us that dad was declining and we needed to come. So I went.

Jenny was there as I walked in the door, eyes dewy and sleepy. Dad was breathing, intermittently and shallow.

We talked to him, joined hands and prayed over him and told him it was okay to go on home. We spoke in quiet tones as we watched the life our dad lived for 70 years slowly ebb away. He didn't struggle, he just slowly stopped breathing.

We made our phone calls, began collecting ourselves, and made the trek home. Our conversations have been about details and plans to be made. Arranging our week to make space to say our final goodbye to dad.

Truth be told, we've been saying goodbye a little at a time. Alzheimer's steals so much for so long. We've said little goodbyes all along the path of this journey.

So now the time has come. We are grateful for the support of family and friends. But most of all, we are thankful for the goodness, grace and support God has showered on us during this most difficult journey.

And we are at peace.


Roz said...

My prayers are with you and your family.

Alisa said...

Thinking of you.

Sherry said...

Oh Glynis, I am sorry for your loss. And yet I know you had already lost so much of him. I hope we'll still get to see you Wednesday nite - you'll be in our thoughts if we don't.

divinity art said...

Glynis, so sorry to hear about the loss of your dear dad. I will be praying for you as you say your final goodbye. Isn't it wonderful, though, that you'll get to see him again, complete and perfect?? Thinking and praying for you,
Lori :)

jenX said...

ugh. this just hit me like ton of bricks. i'm sorry glynis.