My dad died on Halloween 2015. I remember holding my hand on his chest and feeling as his heart stopped beating. It was hard for me to do this but it is what he wanted. He didn’t want anyone to try and rescue him and make his life go on longer. He was ready to die. And I was able to be there with him.
My dad was one of those gods I mentioned in my last post. As child he was a tough god – one I respected and feared. Later, he was an angry and disappointed god – and I reciprocated in turn. But at the end, he was an approachable god. And we could tell each other openly that we loved one another.
Miss you dad but know it was time for you to go. And glad that I could be there with you as you left all this behind.
This song always reminded me of my father. Tough, proud and not much of a believer in things beyond his own powers.
Songs I love 