My dad passed away just over two weeks ago. He lived with stage IV malignant melanoma for over 3 1/2 years, but towards the end it just took hold and he faded so quickly. We found out on the Wednesday that he was terminal (he was lined up to go on a trial) and by the Saturday he was in a hospice, and died three weeks later. It was so difficult seeing him towards the end, he was so weak and so thin, and it broke my heart to see him dying. He was so strong about it, and he never complained. We were all with him when he died, and although it was peaceful, I so desperately didn't want him to go. The pain I felt when he died was overwhelming, and although I don't feel like that all the time now, I either feel completely devastated and heartbroken, or I don't really believe he's not coming back. I don't know whether that's normal but it feels like he's just away somewhere and that he'll be back soon. I can't really believe he's gone forever. Does anyone else feel like that.