My father passed away last night, three minutes before midnight, in other words, three minutes before my 64th birthday was over. I am devastated at the moment, but it is not like it was unexpected. He was in hospice care since early August. He had Parkinson’s disease which was destroying his nervous system. He had multiple strokes during the time he was hospitalized. His memory was gone. If I had been able to go up to Iowa to be with him, I would not have been able to see him, and he wouldn’t remember me anyway. So, it is almost a relief that he is finally at peace. But I am grieving now. And the only reason I am telling you about it here is because I need to write it down to make it real to me. Dad, I love you. And you will be missed.
Catch a Falling Star 
My condolences.
Thank you.
I am so very sorry for your loss –
Thank you.
You have my regrets. Sometimes the physical end to the body only finalizes a loss that had actually taken place much earlier.
Yes, that was definitely the case here. Thanks.
So sorry for your loss.
Thank you