shutting down

The nurse from Hospice came by to check on Jim.

Two weeks, maximum, he said. Jim stopped eating but still drinks some water. I am afraid Jim’s time has come.

Of course I am saddened by the impending loss of a dear and trustworthy friend, but I am also in awe that I was allowed to be a part of this last part of a good life. Dying is a pretty private matter, in so many ways, and I have been allowed to be experience this special time, with him.

Last night I read to him from Proverbs, held his hand, prayed with him and told him what a good life he had lived, and of how much we all loved him. He seems to have gotten peace from the words.

I come back to think of the wonderful part he played in getting Tom and Jackie home this week. On his death bed, he raised up and helped others. It will likely be his last, but what a testimony to a life well lived.

Jim, truly I have walked among the giants this week.