We got the call, my sister and I, that dad had died shortly after we'd left the hospital for a few hours. Quickly we drove back to comfort mom and say our last goodbyes.
As we were leaving to drive home that night we looked up into the sky, and there before us was a brightly illuminated angel cloud floating by. A calmness came over both of us as we felt that this was dad saying his last goodbyes to us. He was now finally out of pain and at peace, after so many years of pain and suffering.
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