I lost my dad on the 15th January 2007, almost a year ago. He was 63 but apart from the last 2 years of his life, had been healthy. he suffered from a few stroked and from there, simply deteriorated. I still can't believe it and feel so cheated. I read earlier on a post someone feels jealous when they see old people; whenever I now see an elderly man my eyes well with tears as it just does not seem fair.

I also cannot seem to get over his actual death. My Mum and I were there when he passed away, holding his hand as his breathing changed. When he finally took his last breath its the noise of his last breath that I cannot forget and it haunts me. I just dont know how to move on from this and its keeps going round and round inside my head everytime I think of him.

Just wanted to say how supportive you all are to each other and so sorry for your losses.

Cxxx

I am deeply sorry to read of your suffering. It must have been awful to hear that lsast breat. Inmy case, I wish |I had been there when my wife took her last breath, as I feel a bit guilty that I wasn't, although she was totally unconscious. However, as I have said here a couple of times. I find that when I do deep breathing, I become aware tht the air that I breath is the same air that saustained Pat, and that in some strange way she is still with me. deep breathing can only help, so why not give that a try, with that thought in mind? Otherwise, keep on keeping on, as things will certainly get better.
Love,
Derry