About three and a half months after my mother’s death, my father has died. He still was in good health, if vital signs are any indication, but he passed away in his sleep shortly before eleven o’clock last Sunday evening. Not sure if he slipped away while my brother was out of the room for a bit, Father’s having pled need of a nap, or just didn’t notice when he came back into the room later to sit with him for a while. He’d been saying for a while that he was ready to go home. Our thought is that without Mother, and with all details of life wrapped up once a contract was drawn up for one of the kids to buy the family home to keep it in the family, he quit putting in the effort to stick around here any longer.