On March 12 my last living hero passed away from lung cancer. He was always the rock that everyone leaned on. No matter what happened or how mad/disappointed in us he became he always told us he loved us unconditionally and everything would be ok. But its not ok. When me and my wife returned from the funeral she passed away a week after he was buried from pneumonia. I don't know what to do. My step children wont speak to me. My family is half way across the country so I have no support from them nor can I support them after losing the best man ive ever known. The only thing that has kept me from ending it all is the fact that I promised both Dad and my Wife that I wouldn't do something like that. But this is Hell. I just don't know what to do anymore.