My father passed away on Monday afternoon after almost a week spent at ICU in a pharmacological coma. The funeral will be on Friday. I only learned of his condition last Friday.
I've been talking to him during visiting hours. Telling him that he'll beat it by sheer stubbornness. And he was as stubborn as he was brilliant. We had some major conflicts and disagreements, didn't really talk for the last two years, but I always respected him for who he is. I hope he knows how much he mattered to me regardless of it.