My lovely dad died 3 weeks ago on Tuesday. 20 months after his lung cancer diagnosis. I struggled with grief while he was still here as the thought of living without him was crippling. Now it’s a reality and I’m finding it really hard to accept he’s gone. I am an only child. I’m 36 and my dad was 65, he died 5 days before his 66th birthday. He never got to fully enjoy his life or his retirement. I am heartbroken, angry and numb. He died at home with my mum I didn’t make it in time, my dad was ready to go. We wasn’t ready and our hearts are shattered, I can’t see us ever getting over it. He went down hill very quickly when the cancer spread to his osophagous. He was the most important person in my life and having to watch what that illness did to him will stay with me forever. I haved moved back home with my children to be with my mum as we are all so close but I just want my dad. He is the only person that can take away this horrendous pain. Does it ever get easier because the thought of going through my life without him seems impossible. I am so sad.
