All I kept hearing was let him go, accept what is! Quite frankly I was tired of hearing that... I wasnt ready... how can you let go of a man who was the father that you have known... father of my mother but father figure to me! The man that was the constant in a family full of ladies... lol. How can you get rid of that pain in your chest... because you dont want him to go but you dont want him to suffer... watching him laying on the bed and just hoping he would just sit up and give one of his sarcastic remarks that would have us all in stitches... as we all gathered around his bed to pray with him, tears flowed from his eyes even though they were closed. We were all there and not going anywhere as we promised. Room filled with queens... daughters, grand daughters and great grand daughter... in addition to 3 grandsons in the mix. We watched the gentle lifting of his chest... he was at peace... his girls were with him. Through blurry vision the movements of his chest ceased... I bent over because I just knew my eyes was playing tricks on me... I blinked for a clearer view..my cousin touched his chest... and all I hear is uncontrollable sobbing... the most sorrowful sound I have ever heard... only to realise it was coming from me... my papa was gone. Yet I had to resume hand holding duty because in my head Im hearing him telling me hold my hand. Held his hand just praying he would give mine a squeeze as he did just a few hours previously... my papa is gone. RIP James Mc David. You will forever be in the hearts of us all.
Posted on: Sat, 11 Oct 2014 23:54:53 +0000
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