Apphy before the light in them extinguished.

Margurita placed a gentle hand over her husband’s eyes, and his eyes closed. This was her last gesture of love she could do for him in this life. Alphy had passed on very peacefully. Margurita had let him go with much grace. Even though she knew that life would never be the same without him. It was a moment of truth. Margurita knew that Alphy had gone home with the Lord, his spirit now free from life’s pain.

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