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My brother tried to resuscitate my Dad as he was passing, and it haunts him to this day that he saw my Dad in that position, and his failure to prevent the inevitable. The experience left him broken and guilt-ridden. That sticks in my mind as a reason to not be there.
I did have the chance to say goodbye to a loved ones twice, shortly before they passed, but wasn't present at the exact moment of death. I think I prefer it that way.
I don't think I'm strong enough to 'share' someone's death...if that makes any sense.
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