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we made it home okay. well, the okay part is debatable, perhaps physically intact would be a better description.
joey's dad finally let go around 12pm yesterday, right as we landed at o'hare. we stopped in to see him before we left for the airport for our 5am flight to DC. we knelt down next to his bed and laid our heads on his arm and begged him to let go, that it was alright, that everyone had come to say goodbye and he can "go home" as he was saying when he was still able to talk clearly on wednesday. we begged him to stop torturing himself, that we'd all made peace with the fact that he had to go, that everyone just wanted him to not have to be in so much pain anymore. right before we left we both hugged him and gave each other a little time alone to say our final goodbyes. when it was my turn i noticed what looked like a tear rolling down dad's cheek and pointed it out to joey. we passed it off as just his eyes watering.
when we landed at o'hare joey's sister called almost as soon as we stepped out of the gate. joey's dad had finally stopped suffering. as it turns out, joey and i were the last people in the family to see him. he passed before anyone had come to the hospital to visit him for the day. i firmly believe that he heard us. i firmly believe that the random eye watering was a tear, and that he understood that it was okay to go. it still hurts, but we all agree that the pain of losing him is nothing compared to the pain this man endured his whole life.
so with that, goodbye clark edward dunford. thank you for helping to build the most amazing man i've ever shared a bed with, for being the greatest father in law i could ever ask for, and for loving all of us so unconditionally. thank you for letting go and finally ending your own suffering. thank you for being... well... you. we love you dad, and we're really gonna miss you.
joey's dad finally let go around 12pm yesterday, right as we landed at o'hare. we stopped in to see him before we left for the airport for our 5am flight to DC. we knelt down next to his bed and laid our heads on his arm and begged him to let go, that it was alright, that everyone had come to say goodbye and he can "go home" as he was saying when he was still able to talk clearly on wednesday. we begged him to stop torturing himself, that we'd all made peace with the fact that he had to go, that everyone just wanted him to not have to be in so much pain anymore. right before we left we both hugged him and gave each other a little time alone to say our final goodbyes. when it was my turn i noticed what looked like a tear rolling down dad's cheek and pointed it out to joey. we passed it off as just his eyes watering.
when we landed at o'hare joey's sister called almost as soon as we stepped out of the gate. joey's dad had finally stopped suffering. as it turns out, joey and i were the last people in the family to see him. he passed before anyone had come to the hospital to visit him for the day. i firmly believe that he heard us. i firmly believe that the random eye watering was a tear, and that he understood that it was okay to go. it still hurts, but we all agree that the pain of losing him is nothing compared to the pain this man endured his whole life.
so with that, goodbye clark edward dunford. thank you for helping to build the most amazing man i've ever shared a bed with, for being the greatest father in law i could ever ask for, and for loving all of us so unconditionally. thank you for letting go and finally ending your own suffering. thank you for being... well... you. we love you dad, and we're really gonna miss you.
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Many hugs and much love to you both.