Well the day came upon me and it was the most awful of days. Everything I had read to prepare me for the eventual end of my dear father's life did not prepare me for what I saw.
I was twenty minutes late and sadly was not with him when God called for him. I hate myself for this. I cant begin to understand or even get over the fact that he is now gone and I'll never see him again. This is what hurts the most.
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