My dad died on March 20th at 8:28am. He was a wonderful man and father to 3 girls. On March 19th my dad was taken to the ER because he was "just tired". He had congestive heart failure for 10 years and he was having some trouble breathing. They came in and told us he had pneumonia and they were going to put him on antibiotics. I live about 40 minutes from the hospital and I had spent all day with him on the 19th in the ER. I had some errand to run and I told my dad that I would be back. He told me "No, you have been here all day and need to get some rest. Come back and see me tomorrow." I kissed him goodbye and told him I loved him and he said he loved me. I planned on going back the next day. Then I got the call from my mom that they were "using the paddles" on my dad. He was only 64 years old. He was a minister and I know where he is but I just can't forget that I was not there like I should have been to give him that final hug. Should I feel guilty? I don't know but I do. He was buried on Easter weekend...a day when we should usually are celebrating.
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