I guess I feel *cheated* for the opportunity to spend the last few days of my father's life with him, especially his last breath. For those who do not know my story, please ready my spotlight. What isn't in my spotlight is that the last year of my dads life was in a Nursing Home because during a brief respite my siblings and mother put him in a home, and then took my POA away from me. Anyway, as if that wasnt enough pain, my father thought I put him there and didnt want to see me for almost 6 months. When I took a well needed vacation this past April, my father passed and I was overseas. To also find out that my family was with him the entire day before, and left him to die alone. The one thing my father was afraid of, was to die alone, and he didn't need to. I wanted to be the one to hold his hand, and help him on his journey home, as I had done so many times before. I miss him more and more each day, and try so hard to let go of this anger I carry toward my siblings and work hard daily to accept my mother as she too is now ailing. I give each angel here a big hug for your strength during your loved ones transition home. You will all carry the comfort of knowing you did all you could for them, right to the very end. Bless you all.
[This message has been edited by angel437 (edited 11-02-2007).]