Remembering my late father.

My mother sat next to him for ten days and nights, while he was in hospice. My brother and I were with my mother on my father's final day and we all watched him pass away.

Songs like this are the only real emotional help available in these times, I feel.
Remembering my late father. My mother sat next to him for ten days and nights, while he was in hospice. My brother and I were with my mother on my father's final day and we all watched him pass away. Songs like this are the only real emotional help available in these times, I feel.
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