So we went back over to the hospice, and his breathing had changed. There were longer intervals between breaths, so we sat down and waited. We talked to him, told him that it was OK for him to go, to rest: his body was working really hard, which was hard to watch. My mom kept saying how much she loved him: she laid her head on the pillow next to
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I hope that you eased his passing gives you whatever small comfort may be had. I love you.
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There are no words. My condolences to you and yours, my friend.
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