My dad passed away this morning around 9am. We are in the process of making arrangements. He will be cremated and the service will be on Friday. I woke up this morning just after 8am with tears in my eyes and a very surreal but peaceful feeling. I knew it was about over. I then had a conversation in my mind with my dad and came to terms with it all.
I will fly back after that and pack up and head back here. My older brother is still on his way back from Arizona and says is willing to help with whatever we need him to do. There will be a lot of work ahead for us but we will get thru it. A good friend of mine who happens to live next door to my dad, lost her dad last night too. So we will be able to support each other thru our losses when I move in there which will be good.