The day Dad died

My dear and loving father died today with us all at his bedside. 
As deaths go, it was as good as you can hope for but, goodness me, it is harrowing to witness your loved one endure death's entrapment. 

While Elinor slept (noisily) through the whole experience, Nesta provided welcome comic relief, running around the hospital room, turning taps and switches on and off, her almost two year old brain oblivious to the profundity of the moment; maybe the best place to be..