I’ve lost my Dad some years ago. Days before he was all the vivid and optimistic guy, but then — then I stood before his bed, he wasn’t in his consciousness anymore. Or probably he was, just we couldn’t see it. And… it was hard thing, but I spoke with/to him. It was my last dialog, or monologue, depends on perspective.

This time was very hard for me, but after everything was over, I understand, that it was good thing I’ve spoken to him. He left away with feeling to be heard and to hear. Last feeling. And I knew it.

I don’t want to give advices from my life and so (I’m not such person), but I think, for the dying person, especially optimistic one, it’s important to go with the smile, or with the idea: “I knew why I was optimistic.”. Whoever he is, however he was. I think, for this time we have to forget ourselves- for us we will still have our whole life… And we’re gonna be OK again. Time heals everything.

Thinking of you and your family. Sending you energy and strength.