Guy stopped his life on earth today at 9:37 am. Pete and I held his hands and told him we loved him and that his family would be ok. His breath slowed and he peacefully went to see his dad and all that the heavenly world has for him. His passing was peaceful and we were honored to share his last moments as we know him.
Our hospice nurse came by right after he died. We washed his body and dressed him in his new Manchester United Jersey, favorite sweat pants and socks, always socks. We covered him with his favorite quilt and his body was at rest. Kate and Matt arrived about an hour later. I met them at the door and we embraced as I shared the news of their dads passing. Both kids spent some time visiting with his body although it creeped them out that his eyes were partially open.
The afternoon was spent making phone calls and arrangements. We are numb. Walking through jello. But I hold in my heart that we did it right. He died in peace, in his own living room, by the fire with U2 playing loudly. He died as he had lived….all out. There was no bullshit and no kidding around.
We have a beautiful dinner brought over by Merrisue but we decided to go out tonight. We will eat her dinner tomorrow. We went to dinner at Mame and made so may toasts to Guy Arbogast followed by after dinner drinks and loud music and dancing in our living room. Guy would approve.
I cant quite see the big picture right now so I will just work on what I can. We are hoping for a service and celebration for him next Saturday although we haven’t confirmed the site yet. More on that tomorrow. Love to all….from the broken-hearted Arbogast clan.