The World Has Lost A Hero!
It has been an extremely rough, weary, and emotional winter. As I write the final page of a new book, my father passes into the night quietly with his family next to him in our home.
The last 8 days have been enormously painful to see a man (who has given everything to anyone who needed anything) suffer from starvation and seizures. He had Parkinson's and could no longer swallow.
We held his hand, snuggled with him, sung to him, and told him how much he was loved every hour of every night and day. We NEVER left his side. He would have done the same for us, and MORE.
I don't know why such a great Dad should go through such a torturous death, but that's not for me to decide. It will be very tough to get those images out of my mind for the next several decades, if ever. I will struggle with why he had to go through this.
He's left an enormous hole in my heart that will take many years to heal. It'll leave a huge scar, just a reminder of of how big he was.
The good thing is that it's finally over. He is at rest and he has won the battle.
I would not be the husband, father, writer, or gardener I am today without the talks and the example my parents showed me. I dedicate this book to him. I wouldn't have written it if he hadn't passed that torch to me as a kid growing up on a one acre garden.
Goodbye faithful husband, son, brother, servant, friend, employee, and dad. Goodbye my HERO!
I hope to touch your face and hold your hand someday once again and, this time, tell you how much I REALLY love you with no-holds-barred. I'm sorry for the things I put you through, but I now know, that's just what dads do.
See you soon, Dad
~Pauly Piccirillo, your son