Interfaith Group

I am so happy right now. I just got a call from my sister who was able to let my father speak to me over the speaker phone. He could barely do anything other than mumble, but he sounded good for what he is still going through. And, you are right, even if he dies this week, or next month, or years from now, I am simply enjoying each and every experience with him and allowing him to let me know when enough is enough. For now, it is not for him, so I am right there beside him encouraging him to fight on.

I spoke to my sister, and we have always been very close. So big bro was able to ask her to back off without her feeling too unheard or pushed. That was a welcome thing today.

I remember my mother's father getting to that place you describe at the end of his life. I was not with my family as I was away at college, but I remember them telling me that they allowed the MD to administer morphine in such a way as to ease his suffering and allow the death he knew and was ready for was inevitable.

I appreciate your warm thoughts and hugs!