I truly feel for you as I have been there. You've made it past the hardest part in my opinion, getting willing to give him to God. We as humans tend to be selfish when this time comes around. My dad had an aneurism in his abdomen and only lasted 8 days in the ICU. I wasn't with him when he died and it hurt. You wouldn't believe all the "I wish I had done this or that" moments I've had since. He passed away on December 3rd, 1980 at 61 years old. I was 22. You have a very precious memory to talk about even if it's with yourself, and you will. I lost my brother February 6th, 1991. Again, I arrived afterward. I was blessed to be with my mother when she passed away on October 19, 2007. She had been just barely hanging on for a couple of days and her nurse told me that she might be waiting for me to tell her it was OK to go. That was the hardest thing I ever done, but I finally got willing to let her go and I told her. She hung on a few more hours and all of a sudden the heart monitor started slowing down and she left. It was very peaceful. I'm the last man standing of my family and it still gets lonely sometimes. That's when I have to open up the chest of memories in my mind and take some out and look at them for a while and put them back until next time. They say time heals all wounds. The only thing they can't tell you is how much time it will take. But just like me you have the rest of your life to heal if it takes it. I truly wish you only the best my friend.