I'm feeling the same feelings I had when my marriage ended. In both instances it's the death of a R, a R that you thought would be forever. I just can't picture life without my father. He's been with me 52 years and he's not just my Dad, he's one of my best friends. We all know that one day our parents will be gone but somehow we never think it will happen. Just as when my M ended, I can't imagine ever feeling good again...but I know I will.
