The crying came the other night as I was telling Doug some of what I felt regarding Dad's death. It isn't what many people might think, aside from the pain, separation, helplessness,... Supporting my dad while he died was one of those moments that "takes your breath away." I've always thought of that expression as indicative of a really happy event, but now I know it can happen during a sad one too. It's a moment overwhelmingly emotional when God, nature, and the universe show us a basic truth which, though being fundamental, we cannot begin to comprehend.
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