A month of 2-3 visits per week brought softening. In a gentle three-way hug with his sons he finally, quietly said, "My boys, my boys..." And was reunited with the daughter he hadn't seen in 30 years.
There were numerous mini-reunions with his 3 children and with grandkids he had never seen. He cried, perhaps for the very first time in his long life. Nightmares from the war years ended. He smiled often. Pictures show him glowing, bathed in the close relationships he had learned to shun – out of protection – in his childhood.
When his time did come he had opened. He knew the love of his children and found warmth in family. And at the last, he was open to reuniting with the mother he hadn't seen in nearly 90 years.
Thank you all for all you do,
Richard
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