When i left him on Thursday night i didnt want to but i knew there was no point in me being there. I got the phone call friday morning that he had died. Apparantly his last few hours were very unsettled and he kept fighting till the end. I went and said my last see you later. I know he will always be there and that he has slipped over the horizon just out of sight.
I feel so numb and then all of a sudden the reality of whats happened hits me. We always knew this was coming but nothing can prepare you for it. Its like a train crashing thru your life and just leaving it in tiny little peices for you to scramble around trying to pick up. Theres so much to do.
