Mike, My condolences to You and your Family. Don't be upset at yourself, for being glad that he finally passed, it is normal, to want to see his suffering gone, by whatever means. It was going to happen, and he is no longer suffering. Don't angry, but be proud that you were there when he really needed you to be. It is not an easy thing to watch a loved one slowly die, especially if they are suffering. It is extremely difficult to be with them, and watch their pain, having nothing to ease it, but your presence, and voice. I truly believe he is better now. Like HatchA said, don't mourn his death, celebrate his life, and think of all the good times you had together, and his little quirks, and funny things that happened to him, and to you when you were together. When I was about 14 or so I had gotten in an argument about something with my Dad, and told him I was not going hunting with him down in the Big Cypress "Swamp, where we had a camp. He said, well ok, but I was going to show you the Indian Mummies, I saw. Well he knew I was interested in Indian mounds, and such, So, I said what Mummies? He said he had found some on his way to the camp, once, but didn't want to bother them. Well Now my curiosity is overtaking my anger. Ok, lets go. So I keep asking him where abouts he found them, he said, well, when we get there I can show you, them easier than trying to give you directions. Ok, so we finally get to the Indian reservation that we had to go through to get to the old cattle road to the camp, and as we are driving through the reservation, I said Ok, just where are these Indian Mummies you keep talking about, he said ok, I will show you....Well I am expecting to go out of our way to some remote section of the swamp, but as we are passing some Indian women and their children, he said there you go, I said there you go what? He said, pointing to the women and children, there are your Indian Mummies.......
I was so mad I could have eaten a bowl of fried nails! But the more I thought about it the funnier it got. He threw the bait out, and I nailed it and swallowed it hook line and sinker! It ended up we had a great time hunting together. I sure wish he was still here to go hunting with. You will find that every now and then you will think of some event that will make you laugh, or at the very least smile. I miss my Mother and Father very much, and everyday, I find something I need to ask one of them, that they would know how to do, etc. Each day, that passes, you do not forget him, but you can handle his being gone, a little bit easier. There will always be times, when you will see something, or do something, that will remind you of him. Mike again, I am sorry for your loss, and thankful that you were able to be there with him, and that he is no longer suffering. God bless You and Your Family, and I pray for peace of mind for You and your Family.
Wayne
