When a man's father and/or mother pass, it's a landmark event in any person's life. In my own case, both my Dad and my Mom seemed to clearly just decide they'd had enough suffering, trying to hang on. So .... they just let go, and if there's one thing they taught me well, it was that when THEY made up THEIR minds, all I could and should do was just accept it. Yeah, my eyes teared up, and I felt a big ol' hole where they'd fit into my life, but I could NOT begrudge them their decision. I know they were both well into God's grace. That made acceptance of it all much easier, but we cray for OUR loss, not theirs. It's not inappropriate to cry at one's own losses, but it's important that we realize it's OUR loss, and not theirs. My eyes still want to mist up thinking about losing both of them, but I try to honor them by not letting it show. God bless you and the whole family, and may God send His comfort to you all. Amen.