A year ago today, while at work, I received a call from my father's caretakers that he was "actively dying".
As I had never heard that term used before, being the inquisitive person that I am, I asked for an explanation of exactly what that meant in medical terms. Within a matter of minutes, I was leaving the office to head north to be with my father.
On November 10, 2012, my Dad passed away.
My posts over the next few weeks will cover that incredible journey.