My father died today


So here's the run-down: I'm a 33-year-old woman who lives at home. Until today, I lived with both my father and my mother. My father passed away today at about 12:30 Central time (he was officially pronounced at aproximately 1:45 PM Central).

All the family and friends came over, as well as the parish priest, who prayed over him and helped us send him to the next life. Father Joseph came to the house sometime between 2:30 and 3:00 PM. Things were a little fuzzy and I'm not certain of the time.

We live in Texas, near Houston. We have to fly Daddy up to New York to be buried next to his late first wife. We aren't sure how many people are actually going to attend the viewing and the funeral, and frankly, I don't care. Daddy touched a lot of lives, and I'm content in knowing that a lot of people love him. I don't need a head-count to console me.

My best friend has been coming to visit during the days since my father fell ill. She was with us today - we were expecting him to leave sometime between today and tomorrow. Ironically, Daddy left when she was the only person in the room: Mama had gone out shopping to pick up some supplies we needed, and I was so exhausted I went to lay down in my room. He died while she was with him, the one person of the three of us who could probably handle it the best. She called my mother, who booked home. Mama woke me up, telling me to say goodbye to Daddy and to help her bring in the groceries.

Daddy's passing was very, very peaceful. He was simply sleeping - he's been sleeping non-stop for the last three days or so. Karen (my best friend) was sitting beside him. The hospice nurse had called to find out how he was doing. Karen told her that his breathing was very slow and shallow, but otherwise was regular. They hung up, then his breathing became slower, and slower, and he finally let out one last sigh, and died.

Daddy was diagnosed with colon cancer in February 2006. He had radiation and chemotherapy before surgery to remove the cancer. The surgery was on September 11, 2006. Since then, he'd lived with some pain that we couldn't understand. The doctors still don't know what was causing him so much stomach pain. All I know is he isn't suffering from it now.

Daddy was married to his first wife for about thirteen or fourteen years (I'm not sure of the specifics). He met and married another woman, who committed a series of crimes against him and his family before leaving him. He met and married my mother (whom he has been married to for the last 34 years) while he was still getting separated from the second wife. Although he had the opportunity to get the second marriage annulled, because my father was a little thick-headed, he moved me and my mother to Texas from New Jersey before the annullment could be processed, and that caused him not to get it.

Before he started really getting sick, I studied up on the Catholic faith and talked to my priest. He and Mama decided to live as brother and sister - no sexual relations of any kind what so ever - and Daddy confessed his sins. He was absolved and able to receive Holy Communion the last month or two before he died. About a week ago, he was in the hospital and was given the Annointing of the Sick.

I know this is very haphazard and weird, this little post of mine, but I need to get this stuff out and vent a little. We're all sort of dazed and in shock, alternating between crying fits and confusion and calm periods. This will be our first night without him, and I'm stressing over it.

If anyone wants to, please feel free to pray for the repose of Benjamin Motta. I love him very much and want to wish him well into the next life with Jesus Christ. I'm not sure how to feel or what I feel, except that I just need to tell someone, and this seemed the best way to.

Thank you for reading this.


I'm very sorry for your loss.


Thank you. I appreciate your kindness. :)


My prayers are with you, and your family, and your Daddy (which is what I called my Daddy, who also recently passed away). Your post stuck me, since I also have a “Mama,” (stepmom) after my own dear mother (my father’s first wife) passed away many years ago.

As Christians, we are secure in the knowledge that we will see our loved ones again in the next life. They are in a place where every tear will be wiped away; a place where there is no illness; no infirmity; and the joy at seeing God. I sincerely hope that this may be some small consolation in your time of loss.



Know that I feel for you. My own Dad died recently also of cancer.

I thank God for the wonderful blessings God gave your Dad and Mama.
I understand something of the strangeness you feel at this time, kind of shock really.
Know that you and your family are in my love and prayers, Trishie. Warm hug.


Praying for you tabsie, and the repose of the soul of your father.
Please accept my condolences.


Von Der Tann and Trishie -

Thanks both of you. I guess I'm still shocky, and it's all confusing right now. Tomorrow we're taking a plane up to New Jersey to see my half-sisters. The viewing will be Friday and the funeral on Saturday. I'm feeling very off-kilter, but I can keep faith. I trust God above all else. That's the most important thing - trushing Him. Tabsie.


Remembering you and your father Benjamin in my prayers. Very sorry for your loss.

My Mom went home to be with the Lord five years ago. My Dad is 91.


All I had to do is read the title, and my face turned from a smile to a frown.
I'm sorry. The circle of life can be harsh sometimes. But just know that he is STILL with you and always will be. :hug3:


I just sent you a PM. I am new with this stuff and hope that was OK.


Benjamin Motta,

You have a beautiful daughter, that you raised with her mother together.
She loves the heck out of you, and she shared with us a story about a man who deserves our respect and admiration for living a life well, and loving well.
Your daugher seems to be a person that loves others. Did she learn it from you Banjamin? And her mother?
You both raised a wonderful girl.

Your life goes on, with your child who loves you. With your family, friends and all who knew you and know about you even now.

It is with great honor I will keep you Benjamin Motta, in my thoughts. One day they will be prayers. I put you on the notepad I keep with my list of names of people I want to meet if I ever get to meet them after all this.

May perpetual light shine upon you Benjamin


For Benjamin Motta and his family I offer up the prayer that Jesus Himself taught us.

Our Father who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom come
THY will be done, on earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who trespass against us
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil

God is with you Tabitha!
I've lost my father, and just this year my older brother.
Trust all to God!!



Many prayers for your family. I am sorry for your loss.


May he rest well. Prayers said.


My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family at this testing time.
Life has not ended, life has changed.
God Bless,


Your father's soul, you, and your family are all in my prayers. :hug1:

I am so sorry for your loss. My DH lost his mother to colon cancer and I know how hard it was on him...but I also know it shaped him into the strong, loving, caring man I married.



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