Today I did some current education reading to keep up with changes in my line of work. One section was about end of life therapy. It really hit me, it talked about the "death rattle", referring to the patients audible breaths at the end of life. I listened to those death rattles in 2010 at my Mom's death bed and just two years ago with you. That is a sound I'll never forget, it's a sound of pain that echoes in my mind. It reminds me of the pain you endured and the heaviness on my heart when I made those decisions. The agony of reading to you between those death rattles, playing music, anything I could do to make the last moments of your life bearable. There were moments when the rattle was so very rhythmic and then all of a sudden there was such a long pause I panicked that you had taken your last. The moment that pause stopped being a pause and we called your name I'll never forget. You were just gone. You're still gone, day after day after day. I love you so handsome man.