My neighbour died 12 hours ago. He'd been in the hospital since Nov 28th read this. He died of AIDS related complications. My neighbours wife, D, is distraught with grief and guilt. She knocked on our door an hour after he had passed away, sobbing.
I feel very sad for her, but relieved for B that he no longer has to suffer. He had been back and forth to the ICU, and I can only imagine how difficult that must have been for him. I know that D did everything in her power to try to help him get better. She was with him every day, all day, while he was in the hospital, and was with him when he died.
I think, being with someone you love when they die, is one of the greatest gifts you can ever give that person.