It still seems like a dream, but he really is gone. At 11:12 PM on March 7, my dad passed from this life to the next, surrounded by my mom and eleven family members. He lived a full life and made every day of his 90 years count. He was dearly loved and will be greatly missed.
Thank you, friends, for every prayer, thought, action and word that was sent our way during the past 6 weeks. Now my focus turns to mom and making sure she takes care of herself as she adjusts to life without dad at her side.
I love you dad. You fought a good fight and kept the faith. I'll see you later.
Your little margie (and petra pot pie, too)