I lost my mother so many years ago now it is insignificant to others, but anytime I hear of things like this, it brings that memory of that pain flooding back in. So many people told us "I am sorry for your loss". Others brought food by our home. The one thing nobody ever did - was just stop, and let us talk with them just as if she were there, let us remember the way things were simply by reenacting it without pretending. It would have helped us learn how to live even without her there. See, that's the thing people forget to remind themselves. A loved one is never really gone. You might forget the appearance, the sound of the voice, the smell..but the memories linger and the impressions they made on you are indelible. All you ever need to do, close your eyes, think of a time when you were with your dad..and it's there again, or take a look at yourself and notice all the ways he influenced you and continue to look to his past advice for your current needs. You will find your Dad is not gone, just not seen nor heard anymore. There are times when I need comfort, I can feel my mother's love. The same will be true for you. The hurt is real and deep. It won't ever go away. I wish I could tell it would - or that I could feed you the line about how it gets easier with time. The truth is, you learn to cope. It's easier to do though if you understand - your Dad did not leave you and you are still loved.

*hugs*