Dad got a bit agitated around midnight, so we gave him some medication and he was able to sleep through the night. I’m alone with him now and Jo took her car to be inspected and will return with some breakfast. Dad is resting well and there is soothing Zen music playing through the tv. I’ve assembled some small items on the bedside table that are dear to him. I want him to be surrounded by the things that have brought him happiness. 

It’s an overcast rainy day here, but I’m full of beautiful memories and gratitude for what this gentle soul has given me. Thank you, Dad.