Well this is it. I've cried so hard the past two hours that I could barely breath. Flashbacks of all the memories with Dad flooded me after Gray broke the news that ....there is nothing more they can do, the cancer has spread into his lungs and bowel, hes on a continues pain drip and is sleeping almost all the time and when hes not, he doesnt make any sense, it's too late to move him to a hospice like he wanted...there are no beds. Theyre going to try and get him in a side room for a bit of privacy as he slips away. Mum cannot bare to go see him like that. I'm going up on my own tomorrow to make sure I get everything out that I need him to hear and know and to say my goodbye. Grays advised me not to go see him because he looks unlike himself at all but I have to, he has to know I love him and ill keep my word on looking after Mum, the house and making sure that divorce goes through. I need the closure, or ill always regret it. Tomorrows gonna be the hardest day of my life. I just pray he hangs on till I get to him...