It's been about two months since my father died, on Nov. 16th, complications with his heart. He died at 68, ans what was worse my nephew, his eldest grandson saw him die. It was a sad day for us, that night we thought our mom was gonna follow him. She crashed and hit the floor, we really thought she was gonna die, 5 hours after I was brought in to say good-bye to him is when I mother was released. With orders not to do anything for a few days. The holidays have been bad so far, and it seems to get worse, but my mother found a little sunshine in her life once again.
Before my father died he told her to seek comfort from the neighbor across the way should he die. It was hard but he helped us pull together, I only hope he will stay there for my mother, and not let her fall
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Life at it's worst
it's about my life going to hell and back
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rockbellkid
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