Hello My name is Leticia. I live in Surprise AZ. I recently lost my dad to bone marrow cancer. My dad was 80 years old and lived a wonderful life until this cancer. We come from a large family of 9 kids. I'm second to the youngest. I also feel like I was the closest to him. I know everyone deals with death in their own way, but instead of getting easier to deal with, it seems to be getting harder. Instead of remembering the good times more than the bad, it keeps coming back on how sick and thin and frail that he'd gotten. When i see my brothers and sisters laughing about something, i get upset, inside me i'm thinking did they already forget about dad? I know I shouldn't feel like that but I do.I was a daddy's girl though! How do you get over something like this? Recently, I'v been coming to my room just to spend time by myself. I don't want to be depressed. I just dont know what to do.