Tuesday morning my mom called and said to come to the hospital because my dad was getting worse. So I went, and my sister stayed at my house with the kids. When I got there my mom was going off, she didn't feel like my dad was getting the care he should and demanded that they do something, anything to make him better. Around 10 or so right after the doctors left, my dad called out for my mom who was sitting beside him in a chair, his last word was Becky, she saw that he was having a hard time breathing and pushed the emergency button as I went running down the hall screaming for someone to help my daddy. They called code red and my mom and I were pushed outside so they could work. It was like watching something that only happens on tv. My mom and I were huddled in a corner crying and praying for God not to take him. But he had other plans, and after trying to bring him back by CPR he was gone. I was there holding his hand with my mom by that time and telling him how much I loved him hoping he heard my words before he went to heaven. How do you say goodbye to someone you love so much. To a man you love more then anything and who made you feel better when you were sick and told you how proud he was of you. The man who walked me down the aisle and whispered in my ear before he gave me away that I would always be his little girl no matter what. My dad was one of my heros. He was the kind of man who was honest, and would help anyone in any way. I can only hope to be half the person he was. I miss him so much and wish he was still here. I took the time I had with him for granted and only wish I had more time with him. I wish that the last hug I gave him was a little longer, the last time he was home I would have stayed longer, the last time he said I love you baby was right now. I'm not ready to let go. The pain of losing a parent is to hard. I just want to die.
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