Twenty two years ago my beloved Papa passed away. We were all at the hospital that day and he is in coma my mother is beside him and he has this one last breath and he was gone. It was a shocked it's my first time I experienced witnessing death and it's my father. We were very sad I am very concern of my mother that time what she gonna do how she is going to cope up since I was working at that time and live in another city as well as my brother. She did cope up she grieve the loss of her husband and we grieve the loss of our father. Pain in losing somebody you love won't go away time won't heal either, yes I grieve I cried from time to time but that's how it is, life is a journey, we are a pilgrimage in this world and that we have our own time to face death too.I missed him so much he died at the age of 50 years old and that's very young. We haven't bonded that much since he is a working man. I missed for the fact that along the years when he was gone my life came to a different change we haven't expected. My siblings are the same and he never came to see his four beautiful grandchildren. Today. I offer a prayer for my Papa's soul that he rest in peace!