I used to be able to ask him anything -- he was always there for me no matter what. It feels so strange to have that ripped away from me so suddenly. For the past week I've been dealing with it by avoiding any reminder that he's gone. Now it feels so overwhelming. I want to talk to him more than anything in the world. Where's my best friend? Where's my protector? Where's the person that's always been there? A part of me simply doesn't understand it. He can't be gone -- he just… Continue

Saturday always meant pizza night with dad. We've been getting pizza and watching a movie as a family every Saturday night for years. When my mom got stomach cancer last year, we started going to coffee together Saturday evenings prior to picking up the pizza. He wanted to get me out of the house and distract me. We talked about everything -- our love for the British television show "Doctor Who"; my plans for the future (I'm studying to be an animator); his plans for the various science fiction… Continue

My dad is the most wonderful person in the world. We shared everything. We like all the same movies, books, food ... . I knew I was always first in his mind. He was always concerned if I wasn't happy, and he tried everything to fix my problems should they arise. He made time to talk with me, and he was never angry if I disrupted him. I would scratch his back at night, and we would talk into the wee hours of the morning. He would always say, "I know I don't want this to end, but you should get… Continue