This is a true story about a man named Dick. I had been dating Dick's son for about three or four month's, when Dick passed away. He was an elderly man and had lot's of health problems, my boyfriend was very close to his family. We went to his parents house two maybe three times a week, dinners, outings, parties. He had a big family and I was happy to be a part of it.
Dick was very happy that there was talk about me becoming part of the family, every time he saw me he would kiss my hand, with a big smile on his face. We were all out for breakfast one morning when the call came in, Dick had collapsed and was taken to hospital and put on life support, by the end of the day Dick was taken off life support and was surrounded by his family.
It seemed to me that it was a peaceful passing. On the last night of the funeral, my boyfriend and I went back to his apartment, I fell asleep on one couch, he on the other, I still to this day don't know why I woke up but I did, and there was Dick standing over his son. I sat up and said "Hi Dick" and reached out my hand for him to kiss it. As I reached out I realized this is not right, I said "Dick your not supposed to be here", he looked at me and smiled then turned back to his son, he stood there for a few minutes then turned and walked down the hall were the children were sleeping.
I think Dick had a very busy night saying goodbye to everyone.