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On this uneventful afternoon I am sitting in my office buried in paperwork far out in the country. I send a text to check in on a friend who has returned to her home to be with her father who is not well. I am still in conversation with her. And I am crying quite uncontrollably as I tap into what she is feeling.
It has been known for a while that her father's illness is terminal. My friend has shared shades of the past where he was less than ideal as a father and husband. And at this point in time no one is by his side accept for this one daughter that returned home to be with him.
He is now at a point where he is just waiting out his last days............he has no knowledge or recognition of anyone or anything around him. Only his body is flickering on with its last few embers as they extinguish rapidly.
The thoughts that my friend are expressing to me is that she was a bad daughter....... I did not see that as she put herself through hell for the sake of providing for her family when it was not even necessary. She feels this way as she wants to tell him she loves him while no one else gives a damn anymore. She feels it is too late.............
I am only a human being and there is nothing I can say or do but tell her that it is not too late. Be there......his souls can see everything. Make his last days his best and just love him like you have been.
Right now I cannot stop my tears......I only ask that any one who is reading this to send a kind thought to my friend as she lives on with this memory. And a kind thought to her father as he passes over onto the next phase of his journey.
Thank you.....
Yoda
It has been known for a while that her father's illness is terminal. My friend has shared shades of the past where he was less than ideal as a father and husband. And at this point in time no one is by his side accept for this one daughter that returned home to be with him.
He is now at a point where he is just waiting out his last days............he has no knowledge or recognition of anyone or anything around him. Only his body is flickering on with its last few embers as they extinguish rapidly.
The thoughts that my friend are expressing to me is that she was a bad daughter....... I did not see that as she put herself through hell for the sake of providing for her family when it was not even necessary. She feels this way as she wants to tell him she loves him while no one else gives a damn anymore. She feels it is too late.............
I am only a human being and there is nothing I can say or do but tell her that it is not too late. Be there......his souls can see everything. Make his last days his best and just love him like you have been.
Right now I cannot stop my tears......I only ask that any one who is reading this to send a kind thought to my friend as she lives on with this memory. And a kind thought to her father as he passes over onto the next phase of his journey.
Thank you.....
Yoda