My brother had a wonderful exit. He fought his pancreatic cancer but it was too much. He had a gathering of all his friends from his lifetime. He stayed up with them showing no pain. The next day he went to the hospital for the last time. He fought to live. His body was skeletal but his breath kept coming. He had 3 boys to live for. He was a great father and how he loved them. He needed peace. My mother was sitting next to him and took hold of his hand. She gently pulled and told him it was ok to go. That he could rest now and go to Jesus. He gave up the ghost and breathed his last while his mother held his hand and while Jesus was there to hold the his other hand. What an exit. Know youre happy now and I celebrate your memory. Dreamed I saw you last night. Looking good, Gregg. XoX
Posted on: Thu, 14 Aug 2014 06:24:18 +0000
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