About six weeks ago, my father passed away peacefully at his home in American Fork, having survived nearly a decade with cancer. He was an amazing man who taught me to love learning, growth and service.
Fortunately, he and my mother were able to care for themselves until the last three months of his life, and then, suddenly, from one day to the next, my dad needed elder care beyond what my mother could offer. Although my parents were well prepared for this decline, I’ve recently learned that no one is ever fully prepared for what needs to happen with end-of-life care.