It's been 5 years

Today, it has been 5 years since my sweet Daddy slipped into a slumber. At least that's how I remember it. He was talking to me one minute, then sleepy the next. They told us it would happen that way, but I still felt like he was only sleeping, not sick and dying. I remember quite a few details from his last day awake. I went into work for an hour or two, then I went home. I had a grey dress on with a cream colored sweater. I laid next to my Dad the last few hours he was awake. He looked at me and told me I looked pretty. He told me I reminded him of my Mom. I asked him not to die. I told him I wasn't ready. He smiled and said, it wasn't that easy. I begged him to stay and used my wedding as an excuse. I said, I want you there Dad. He said "I'll be there, you just won't be able to see me".