I did not know
When I pulled the plug
It would be your last breath
Author: Dancing Echoes
I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. My creative outlet used to be dancing but due to injuries and age, I must now find another path. I am hoping my writing, poetry and photography can be this new path. Awards: While I am grateful and honored for the numerous nominations, I don’t have time to respond to them with the attention they deserve, so for the most part, I am an award free blog. All photographs and words are mine unless otherwise credited. © 2015-2024 Dancing Echoes ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author/owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Christy Draper with appropriate and specific direction to the original content on Dancing Echoes.
Dancing Echoes 
June 29, 2015 at 6:55 pm
could be any one of us
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June 29, 2015 at 6:58 pm
It was my Father.
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June 29, 2015 at 7:01 pm
hard
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June 29, 2015 at 7:01 pm
Worst thing I ever did.
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June 29, 2015 at 7:02 pm
so strong
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June 29, 2015 at 7:04 pm
Not really. Still trying to cope even though it was the right thing to do. I’m just now trying to work through it.
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June 29, 2015 at 7:04 pm
it was recent c?
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June 29, 2015 at 7:09 pm
Two years but I am just now seeing it from enough of a distance to speak of it and I haven’t really known how. It was a long and complicated ordeal. I think that is why I started my blog in January -as an outlet, a way to cope.
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June 29, 2015 at 7:12 pm
I know very little of your journey but what I suspect is that he was a strong man also and he would rather you not be sad about a death when you would be sadder at him not being able to live his life anymore. We can all only hope for a daughter who loves us enough to let us go when we no longer have a choice. He is very proud of you C…me too.
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June 29, 2015 at 7:13 pm
Thank you for your kind words. It makes sense that you were the first to reach out.
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June 29, 2015 at 7:14 pm
Be kind to you :}
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June 29, 2015 at 7:15 pm
Oh, and you nailed. One last breath, brainwaves gone at the five minute mark. His big heart beat for 15 more minutes.
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June 29, 2015 at 7:16 pm
…so he said thankyou and goodbye…a beautiful soul
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June 29, 2015 at 7:22 pm
…you’ve got mail c
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June 29, 2015 at 7:50 pm
This took my breath away. I always love your haikus, but this one just got me in the heart. So chilling, so beautiful. As I read through some of the comments, I now see the context of this piece. I’ve found that writing is the best way to cope. It can be unbelievably difficult, but it’s always for the best in my experience. I wish you the best on your own coping journey and keep writing. You are so talented.
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June 29, 2015 at 7:53 pm
Thank you so much for your kind words.
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June 29, 2015 at 9:10 pm
Oh I am sorry to know about your father. Be strong!
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June 29, 2015 at 9:20 pm
Thank you.
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June 30, 2015 at 1:45 am
Brittabottle sums it up perfectly above – I can only echo her words, and may your own echoes keep dancing.
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June 30, 2015 at 5:29 am
Thank you.
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July 2, 2015 at 4:58 pm
Sorry for your loss and the circumstances surrounding it, Christy. I am glad to hear that you’ve started to wrap your head and gut around that day and its impact. My thoughts are with you.
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July 2, 2015 at 5:10 pm
Thank you for your heartfelt thoughts. I think I was so busy trying to hold things together I had no time to grieve. Now from a bit of a safe distance I am processing that experience. I do know I was lucky to have such great parents and to have them as long as I did/have.
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July 2, 2015 at 5:23 pm
Life’s cycles are forever tapping me on the shoulder and saying, hey, Mark, let’s think about this one some more.
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July 2, 2015 at 5:25 pm
It’s a short one for sure. The old adage: youth is wasted on the young.
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July 2, 2015 at 5:28 pm
We were young once, DE. Now we can be smart.
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July 2, 2015 at 5:29 pm
Yeah, that’s the ticket!
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