Dusk is here

Shadows are falling and I’ve been here all day
It’s too hot to sleep, time is running away
Feel like my soul has turned into steel
I’ve still got the scars that the sun didn’t heal
There’s not even room enough to be anywhere
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

Its so tough to lose a parent and each one is as hard as the previous , I guess everyone knows that but what I was not prepared for was the pain of losing the parents of my wife . Odd really as the in-laws are always painted as being the enemy . Now that’s not to say that I haven’t had my issues but on reflection I was in the wrong and deserved to be pulled up.

There isn’t a word to describe the last days or moments when the family is gathered around the bed as the relative passes from this world to the next . There should be . I experienced this yesterday and the warmth and love in the warm was quite extraordinary . Those days when everyone pulls together to help ease the pain of each other and the assauge the spirit before it goes to a better place

I spent when seemed like hours with my father as the rattle increased and the breathing decreased to be rewarded by him raising a weak arm to pull my head to his chest and whisper to me one last time . This memory still brings tears to my eyes but will stay with me till its my turn .

Now my wife’s father stands at the door surrounded by the love of his children and family . He will soon pass and then the love of a country will help him on his way .

An extraordinary man who has brought extraordinary love to a country.

God Bless

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