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Second Day......

Yesterday was the first day of the new year.  It was the last day in the life of my beloved father in law.  Although it didn't seem likely that this would happen, I was right there with him when he passed away, along with other members of the family.

If I could say anything to him right now, I would love to tell him how happy I am that his soul is free.  I know he was ready for eternity.  I am so happy that he got what he had ardently wished for.

But I will miss him.....

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  1. How lovely for him to be surrounded by the light and love of family at the end of his time. It's the very ending I hope for... So sorry for your loss, Maria.

    E xx

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  2. (((Hugs)))
    I'm so so sorry for your loss. :(

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  3. I am thinking about you. Virtual Hugs.

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  4. I'm so sorry for your loss Maria. Cherish the wonderful memories of him...they will last forever.
    Much Love
    Linda xx

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  5. My condolences to you and Yash and the rest of the family.

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  6. I am so sorry for your loss, but as you so beautifully said, his soul is free and I am sure he will be living forever in your memories and in your hearts. He is watching over you all and probably looking at you going "Moods off" or "Moods on"? I bet he would love to see you all "mood on". Still with you in thoughts... love, K

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  7. I'm so sorry. I'm sure he knows exactly how you feel about him. But I'm so sorry for your family's loss.

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  8. From God we come, to God we shall return.

    I thought of you gaelikaa. May your family accept this great loss in patience.

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  9. So glad you were there at that moment. My love and prayers are for you, for him and the rest of your family...

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  10. I just wrote a comment on your other blog which sounds really inappropriate now that I've read this post. I'm so sorry for your loss, thinking of you xx

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  11. Just letting you know, I'm thinking about you!

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  12. It's so hard to say goodbye. But you will see him in your children's eyes.

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  13. I'm so sorry to hear about your loss, but now he is released from a body he spent much time trapped in at the end. I will be praying for your family, but especially for your husband and his depression.

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  14. My sincere condolences gaelikaa. I am happy that he led a healthy life and had his family by his side till his last breath.

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  15. I am very, very sorry about your loss dear friend.
    xo
    Zuzana

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  16. So sorry for your loss but so good to know he was surrounded by love.

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  17. Elizabeth, Alicia, Marie, Linda, Ellen, Alice, Daisy, Hilary, Ocean Girl, Anna, Clarey, Judy, Carla, Lacey, Deeptanshu & Jazzy, it feels great to get your support. Thank you so much.

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  18. You've had had my support since the day I "met" you friend:)

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