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9:04 PM
I didnt have the chance to be with him on his last breath. One day was all it took to take him away forever....My brother and my aunts had just left the hospital just before jamie and i reached. My mom was sleeping on the couch before i woked her up. She told me my dad had opened his eyes just an hour ago after he went unconcious a day before. Then the nurse came for their routine checks, and found that my dad was in a critical condition. My mom was so stunned and confused....I was merely there for less then 2 mins and my dad just left us...Should i had skipped my dinner and went straight to the hospital, i would at least be with him through his last breath. I didnt have that luxury...."Life is so fragile", "cherish your loved ones before its too late", i heard them so many times, but its until something really happend, that you will truly understand what they really meant, in a hard and painful way.It really hurts me to see my mom crying which i couldnt resist as well. Flashing back to all the happy times we had together, they are now just memories...
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