My Daddy
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He was not a wimpy sort of man who accepted the consequences of his lifestyle diseases with dignity up to that moment we realized he had reached the point beyond which he did not wish to go.
Though immensely painful we were forced to remove him from life support because that was what he wanted and he was given a morphine sulfate protocol to prevent oxygen starvation and he passed this earthly existence some 28 hours later.
You could see his life leave slowly over time imparting a softness to his features and those moments gave me my only opportunity to hold his hand, tell him what a good daddy he was, and how much I loved him.
He was brought home to lay in repose and was interred in the place he chose in accordance with his wishes.
Though I don't experience it 24-7 anymore, I still have episodes of profound grief to this day.
You should be good to your parents because unless you're a total clod you never know just how badly conscience may fill you with regret if you're not.