Hey Sharla,
I just found this sight and have been reading all the touching posts. I too lost my dad to a year long bout with cancer. He passed in front of me, surrounded by his daughters on November 22nd. We put him on hospice the last two weeks of his life and what a blessing it was. His only wish is that he die painfree and that he did. I feel your emptiness and pain. He was the only man in my life that I could truly talk to and know that he always had my back. My sweet husband is trying so hard to step in with my three young sons and fill in those areas that frankly, I just
have no desire to care for. I couldn't even decorate the tree, didn't want to. I still can't believe he's really gone! I keep his number on my automatic call list in my cell phone and still today I find myself reaching for my phone to call him about something! Today is a better day, yesterday was terrible. I look forward to more better days, but right now I can't even look at an hour. So, I just want you to know that I'm walking right next to you sister, and I know we have a long road ahead, but my faith will carry me over the bad days and I hope it will you too. I say to myself on those really bad days that my dad would be so pissed if he knew I was sitting around all glum, he'd tell me to suck it up and be the strong woman he knew I was. I know that's what he would say. You keep hanging in there too!