I lost my 65 year old Dad at the start of lock down to osophegal cancer, 8 months on we are finally able to bury his ashes in 2 days time. My heart breaks not to have him here, he was my support, the one person who truly got me and I got him. I am now 30 and my life feels turned upside down. During his 10 months of illness I was so busy, putting Dad first, it felt good to help. I feel weighed down and emotional that I cant do anything to help him now, even though I know that sounds silly. I want to make everything alright but know that I can't. I feel emotional with the build up to Friday. It feels like the final step to lay him to rest. I miss him so much and hope he knows I love him. I wanted to get this down to share my feelings, so sad to lose an amazingly kind person.
