Post by homeschooldad on Jul 22, 2022 5:56:02 GMT
I ask everyone here to join me in prayer for the salvation, repose, and swift entry into Heaven of my dear father, who left us one year ago today (22 July 2021). His 30 Gregorian Traditional Latin Masses are scheduled to begin in the next few days, if they haven’t already.
His name is Frank. He was a thoroughly decent man who loved his family with his whole heart, and heroically provided for our welfare as long as he was able. Towards the end, he could no longer consume food, and he struggled to get and keep down liquid nutrition drinks. The day he died, I told him that I could see what he was doing (he could no longer speak or communicate in any meaningful way), he was trying to force down his drinks so that he could live until the first of the month, to get another month’s worth of Social Security and his pensions. I told him that if he needed to go, you don’t have to keep suffering, you don’t have to keep putting yourself through that, it was okay, make your peace with God, we would be fine, he didn’t have to make himself live for our benefit.
He died a couple of hours later.
Pray also for my mother (91), who has never gotten over it, and never will.
His name is Frank. He was a thoroughly decent man who loved his family with his whole heart, and heroically provided for our welfare as long as he was able. Towards the end, he could no longer consume food, and he struggled to get and keep down liquid nutrition drinks. The day he died, I told him that I could see what he was doing (he could no longer speak or communicate in any meaningful way), he was trying to force down his drinks so that he could live until the first of the month, to get another month’s worth of Social Security and his pensions. I told him that if he needed to go, you don’t have to keep suffering, you don’t have to keep putting yourself through that, it was okay, make your peace with God, we would be fine, he didn’t have to make himself live for our benefit.
He died a couple of hours later.
Pray also for my mother (91), who has never gotten over it, and never will.
