On my way home tonight, my dad and I stopped at the visitation for a woman we knew from our community. Her daughter and her family live right across the street from my parents, and they happen to be the best neighbors ever.
We were talking to the husband of the woman who died tonight, and I asked him if he felt like they had a chance to say goodbye. He said that his three daughters had been gone five minutes when she passed away. One of their daughters was a little saddened that she wasn't there in the final moments.
His words struck me so hard that tears came to my eyes:
"We started that journey with just the two of us, and that is how we finished it. Just the two of us."
What a beautiful statement.
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