I'm...honestly not sure how to feel.
Part of me is glad that his suffering is over, because he was suffering, quite a lot. My dad thought that the sounds he made were him making those sounds while dreaming, but to me it seemed like he was still awake during the times my dad thought he was asleep. Awake, and in constant pain and constantly afraid.
He was blind, deaf, senile, and heavily arthritic. In the last couple of weeks, he lost his ability to stand at all, and then stopped eating/drinking. Even before that, in less than a month he went from appearing normal to looking outright skeletal. And before he looked skeletal, he gained a constant hunch in his back.
So he was not living a high quality of life. He was mostly isolated, ignored, etc. And now he can finally rest.
But part of me is sad. Because he is gone now.
So I just...don't know what to think or feel.