My father is my biggest inspiration and influence. He has taught me virtually everything I’ve ever needed to learn: life lessons, how-to’s, skills and traits. I am a mini him overall. 3 days ago I learned he has 2-4 weeks to live. Tell me how heartbroken I was.. am. He looked the saddest I’ve ever seen him. It seems my family and I have kind of pushed this illness too the side to continue living our lives regularly.. now reality has kicked us in the face. I love him unconditionally as he has me but now these years that I’m supposed to be spending thinking with him and going on trips with him.. are being ripped out of possible reach. He is too sick to do much of anything .. so how can I spend the time we have left with him. I feel sad, alone, tired, hurt.. as I’m sure he feels 110x more than I. How can I continue to give him my all