But it seems like a lifetime now that my Dad died a week ago.

Mom is living by herself. She says she wants to. We shall see. I tell her to cry whenever she can and let it out. I cry when I am not around her, trying to be strong for her.

Last night I was not strong when I realized I would not see my Dad walk into my house again or joke with my girls. They would not get to know Grandpa as the great Dad I had growing up and into adulthood. I am 34 and got to know him for those years. He… Continue