My dad died in May 2010, he had been in the hospital since just after the middle of April. He had gone in for something minor but had 2 strokes while in there. At first we all rushed to his bedside because doctors thought that was it. But then it appeared he might recover however he began to decline once again. Finally Memorial Weekend was upon us. It was Saturday May 29, 2010 and his kidneys were failing and we decided to put him on hospice. That evening 8 of his 11 children, including me, gathered around him with some of our spouses and grandchildren. We all said our goodbyes individually then he was taken off the machines. With us kids gathered around his bed and other family around us, we were swapping memories then we began singing "The Lord is My Shepard" and just as we were finishing up the song he passed away peacefully. It was such a surreal and moving moment in my life, one I will never forget. I was so honored and blessed to be able to be there with him when he died.
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