Hello Sarah,  I feel exactly the same way that you do. I lost my dad 4 weeks ago and I am absolutely devastated . Still very raw for me and I am really struggling . He had cancer for a few years but it still came as a shock when he passed away . I am going to view him tomorrow and I know that it will upset me but I Just have to see him one last time. My sister can't understand why I would want to put myself through that but I need to say goodbye one last time. I hope that your pain starts to ease a bit very soon 

My dad died of oesophageal cancer in 2003, he was an amazing and funny human and has left a massive void.. still to this day!! for others out there who have lost anyone to cancer... talk!! Talk about it, to your friends, your siblings... we havnt talked much 17 years later, I guess we don't want to upset each other nor my mother, I have realised this only lately, 17 years later and I still suffer because of not talking, we zoned in on looking after my mum...  I'm here to lend an ear and to talk about my dad also ️

Hello and thank you for your message, I lost my dad to kidney cancer but he had other complications too. He ended up with a bad chest infection which turned into broncopneumonia and I think it was that that finished him off. So sorry to hear of your loss,  at least you still have your mum with you. I've lost both my parents now to cancer  and miss them terribly .

My dad died at the beginning of January this year of prostate and bone cancer. he had been diagnosed seven years ago but did not tell me. I dont know whether this was a good decision or not,  my mother never went against his wish for me not to know. I suppose in some ways I have been very lucky insomuch that seven years ago I moved back to the area were they live and therefore saw them regularly. He showed no signs of his illness until August of last year when he had a slight fall, and although not hurt, was taken to hospital as a precaution. From then until the day he died he was in good health and apart from slight difficulty in getting around, he was mentally fit and well. One Saturday he felt unwell and an ambulance was called, on the Sunday he went into a hospice and on the Monday morning he died. I am extremely lucky that both my mother and I were there at the end and he went so peacefully, however the shock was profound. I have days of immense sadness that comes over in waves for no apparent reason. I have not discussed his death and this is the first time that I have run through it. I hope this rambling makes sense to somebody out there.

My dad died at the beginning of January this year of prostate and bone cancer. he had been diagnosed seven years ago but did not tell me. I dont know whether this was a good decision or not,  my mother never went against his wish for me not to know. I suppose in some ways I have been very lucky insomuch that seven years ago I moved back to the area were they live and therefore saw them regularly. He showed no signs of his illness until August of last year when he had a slight fall, and although not hurt, was taken to hospital as a precaution. From then until the day he died he was in good health and apart from slight difficulty in getting around, he was mentally fit and well. One Saturday he felt unwell and an ambulance was called, on the Sunday he went into a hospice and on the Monday morning he died. I am extremely lucky that both my mother and I were there at the end and he went so peacefully, however the shock was profound. I have days of immense sadness that comes over in waves for no apparent reason. I have not discussed his death and this is the first time that I have run through it. I hope this rambling makes sense to somebody out there.