me he passed. I loved that man. He treated me like a son.” I just shook my head. We remained quiet for a few moments.
“I miss him Sam.” Tears began to form in my eyes.
“I know you do. I miss him too. He was one the sweetest men I’ve ever had the privilege knowing. I know you held his hand when he passed. Your mom told me. Do you want to talk about?” He motioned to me to sit on the sofa. I wiped the tears away from my eyes and walked over. He sat on one of the arm chairs across from me and I sat on the sofa.
“He passed quiet and peaceful. The day of his death, well that’s another story.” I looked down at the coffee table. “Talk to me Savannah.” He said leaning back in his chair.
“I remember it was a warm day and that when I woke up this morning I realized my dad was going to die today. On a day with blue skies and sunshine. I was angry about that. I thought about the fact that he would never see a day like this again. We knew that he would be taken off the respirator. We went to the hospital that morning. The doctor told us that he didn’t think it would be long after they took him off. They had us wait in another room while they took it out. When we went back in about 20 minutes later we saw that the nurses had cleaned him up a bit. They washed him and combed his hair. He even smelled good. You remember how he loved his cologne.” Sam chuckled a bit.
“I remember. It was like he bathed in it.” I smiled back at him. “Then what?”
“Well the nurse told us he was very heavily medicated and that when the time came he would just slip away. She told us to talk to him because he could hear us. She told us to tell him all the things we have ever wanted to say to him. He struggled to breath. I hated watching it. Georgia was at the foot of his bed with her head resting on his covered leg. Mom was on one side holding his hand and I was on the other side doing the same.” Sam sat up and rested his elbows on his knees. “ How long were you there for ?”
“Not too long. I prayed that it would be like that. I didn’t want him to suffer and I didn’t want to see my mom and Georgia to suffer either.”
“Did you get to say what you wanted to say to him?”
“Yes. At the nurses suggestion we all took turns saying a private goodbye to him.”
“Do you want to tell me what you said to him. If you don’t that’s ok. I understand.”
“I never told anyone before what I said to him. Not even Georgia or my mom. I went last to talk to him. The room was quiet. I sat down and held his hand. I felt funny at first talking allowed and no one was going to answer me back. I asked him how we got into this mess. I told him I didn’t want this to be the last time he heard my voice but I know that this is going to happen. Don’t be afraid. I will take care of mom and Georgia. Thank you for teaching me ride a bike. Thank you for teaching me manners and for teaching me to drive. Thank you for helping me with my homework. I would of never gotten through algebra without your help. I am going to miss our chats about the Phillies and our disagreements about who was the best singer in the Rat Pack. I know Frank was your favorite but my heart belongs to Dean and always will. I’m going to miss you making fun of me and Georgia waking up on school days with our hair all disheveled and our eyes half open. You gave us a reason to wake up. He used to say to us. “ Get up and get going girls. There’s a big world for you to discover and conquer out there.” I’ll miss you playing Santa on Christmas Eve even when we were teenagers you still did it. You were always in the front row for all my school plays. I always knew where you were and I spotted you while I was on the stage. You were at every single track meet I’d run around the track and I would see you on the side lines. You mouthed to me a few times” Love you squirt.”
Sam interrupted. “Haha I remembered he called you that. I always told him I loved
“I miss him Sam.” Tears began to form in my eyes.
“I know you do. I miss him too. He was one the sweetest men I’ve ever had the privilege knowing. I know you held his hand when he passed. Your mom told me. Do you want to talk about?” He motioned to me to sit on the sofa. I wiped the tears away from my eyes and walked over. He sat on one of the arm chairs across from me and I sat on the sofa.
“He passed quiet and peaceful. The day of his death, well that’s another story.” I looked down at the coffee table. “Talk to me Savannah.” He said leaning back in his chair.
“I remember it was a warm day and that when I woke up this morning I realized my dad was going to die today. On a day with blue skies and sunshine. I was angry about that. I thought about the fact that he would never see a day like this again. We knew that he would be taken off the respirator. We went to the hospital that morning. The doctor told us that he didn’t think it would be long after they took him off. They had us wait in another room while they took it out. When we went back in about 20 minutes later we saw that the nurses had cleaned him up a bit. They washed him and combed his hair. He even smelled good. You remember how he loved his cologne.” Sam chuckled a bit.
“I remember. It was like he bathed in it.” I smiled back at him. “Then what?”
“Well the nurse told us he was very heavily medicated and that when the time came he would just slip away. She told us to talk to him because he could hear us. She told us to tell him all the things we have ever wanted to say to him. He struggled to breath. I hated watching it. Georgia was at the foot of his bed with her head resting on his covered leg. Mom was on one side holding his hand and I was on the other side doing the same.” Sam sat up and rested his elbows on his knees. “ How long were you there for ?”
“Not too long. I prayed that it would be like that. I didn’t want him to suffer and I didn’t want to see my mom and Georgia to suffer either.”
“Did you get to say what you wanted to say to him?”
“Yes. At the nurses suggestion we all took turns saying a private goodbye to him.”
“Do you want to tell me what you said to him. If you don’t that’s ok. I understand.”
“I never told anyone before what I said to him. Not even Georgia or my mom. I went last to talk to him. The room was quiet. I sat down and held his hand. I felt funny at first talking allowed and no one was going to answer me back. I asked him how we got into this mess. I told him I didn’t want this to be the last time he heard my voice but I know that this is going to happen. Don’t be afraid. I will take care of mom and Georgia. Thank you for teaching me ride a bike. Thank you for teaching me manners and for teaching me to drive. Thank you for helping me with my homework. I would of never gotten through algebra without your help. I am going to miss our chats about the Phillies and our disagreements about who was the best singer in the Rat Pack. I know Frank was your favorite but my heart belongs to Dean and always will. I’m going to miss you making fun of me and Georgia waking up on school days with our hair all disheveled and our eyes half open. You gave us a reason to wake up. He used to say to us. “ Get up and get going girls. There’s a big world for you to discover and conquer out there.” I’ll miss you playing Santa on Christmas Eve even when we were teenagers you still did it. You were always in the front row for all my school plays. I always knew where you were and I spotted you while I was on the stage. You were at every single track meet I’d run around the track and I would see you on the side lines. You mouthed to me a few times” Love you squirt.”
Sam interrupted. “Haha I remembered he called you that. I always told him I loved
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