these eyes in back on my feet again

i dont remember the last words of my mother, she was a blathering idiot after her stroke. but i remember the day she died. i was quite stoic until the undertaker pulled the sheet over her head. it was then that i realized i would never be able to close the book on her.
i was 55 when my father said something to me that 'll never forget.
"I love you too, please dont forget me." it was the very first time in my life he ever said those words. How can i forget him, we share the same name. the very next day he died.
when i was 56 my wife said to me
"i'm glad we got out and did this. i love you."
the very next day she died.
there is something wrong with my eyes. everything looks like its underwater and my nose runs and its so very hard to breath...
i guess it could be old age setting in, what else could it be?