Wednesday, October 16, 2013

It's Over

My dad's angel called at 12:21 last night.  I answered but she wouldn't talk to me, only my husband.  I knew though.  It was over.

We got dressed and went to his apartment, wondering where we would be able to park at 1:00 AM.  God was on our side and left a space right in front of his building.  Both aides greeted us at the door.  Only the male aide was supposed to be there but dad's angel knew his time was near and did not want him to go without her.  We waited for the hospice nurse to come and announce his passing and fill out paper work.  We waited for the funeral parlor to pick him up.  We cried.  The angel and I cleaned.  (The men sat.)

We drove those two wonderful people home and went home to get some sleep.  This morning we went back to dad's house to find his Tallis.  I want him to have an orthodox funeral, to present to God the way he lived, as a wonderful human being.  We sat with the funeral director and finalized arrangements.  I saw him, told him how much I love him and how much I miss him and cried.

My dad went peacefully in his sleep.  My husband and I spent his last day on earth talking and caring for him.  I know he is now in a better place.  By midday Friday he will be reunited with my mom, the love of his life.

12 comments:

reality-based educator said...

My thoughts are with you and your family, PO.

Anonymous said...


Daughter and I were just on the phone....I am truly sorry for your loss.. beautiful writing post as a memorial to your father..

TG

Shireen D said...

Big Hugs to you.

Shireen

Chaz said...

He is now reunited with the love of his life. You take care.

queenscook said...

So sorry for your loss.

Anonymous said...

I so believe in angels and glad your dad had so many.

Your story is similar to mine. I got a call after midnight from my parents' tenant. I was in a deep sleep since I had school the next day. I didn't want to believe what he was saying in his deep Russian accent. He finally said, "Your father is deceased." He died in January after a snow storm, but I drove from Queens to Brooklyn and parked in front of a hydrant across from their home. The police were already there, and they did not ask me to move the car. My nieces arrived shortly after me all the way from NJ. We were there for both my parents. My dad had prepared us with a notepad with instructions and phone numbers (What calls needed to be made and what papers needed to be filed.) He even had his burial clothing prepared. When my niece and I looked at his tie, we saw a little stain. On a very rainy day we headed out to the avenue to buy him a new tie. We were lucky to match the color he had chosen.

Your dad is most definitely with the love of his life.

So sorry for your loss...

Schoolgal

Anonymous said...

Deeply moving. Very much so.

Geo Karo said...

I'm sorry for your loss.

CrysHouse said...

I am so sorry, and I am praying for my Hod of comfort to meet you. I have known him most intimately as Jehovah Jireh and I pray He is that to you in the coming days.

Pogue said...

Deepest condolences. Mom and dad are together again.

burntoutteacher said...

So very very sorry for your loss. Thinking of you at this difficult time. Knowing that your Dad was most proud of you, that you were a wonderful, loving daughter. Knowing that he is released from his suffering and you are released from witnessing that suffering. The pain you feel right now will ease in time, will enable you to go through life without that knot in your stomach and lump in your throat, but still loving and missing him.

I noticed that... said...

There are never enough words to say that will bring comfort to you and your family, except that my heartfelt sympathy goes out to you and your family. Your story about your dad touched my heart. Thank you.