the soul of Your child Phillip.
About 15 years ago, my sister, aunt, her two children Pam and Phil and I went to Italy. Within two weeks of returning home, my cousin Phil was diagnosed with congestive heart failure after suffering a severe heart attack. After a long battle, Phil died in the early hours of Tuesday morning.
Several months ago, he had surgery and they implanted a pace maker. He had recently moved into an assisted living facility. He was in the hospital again last week, but went home on Monday. His mom took him grocery shopping before taking him home and getting him settled. He was so happy to be out of the hospital and insisted on going to the grocery for fresh fruit. On Tuesday morning, Phil did not call down for his breakfast, so the staff went to check on him. He had died sometime after midnight.
He was only 10 years older than I. He was not one of the "popular" boys during high school. Come to find out, my two friends while growing up have fond memories of Phil babysitting them while their parents went out. He was a frequent babysitter at my house also.
He was a kind soul. He never married or had children, but will be missed by friends and family.