My father passed away in June. It's really starting to hit me. Some days I am very depressed and sometimes I am angry about it. I wish he had gone to a doctor and got his health checked out. But there isn't anything anyone can do anymore. I talk to him now. I didn't before. But I find some comfort in it. He did a lot for me in my life and I think I showed a lot of appreciation. We didn't always get along well but I made the effort to get along better by not disagreeing with him and avoiding arguments. My dad was close to God. I am becoming closer to God now as a result of the way I see my father lived his life. I have always been a Christian but maybe not always the best one. But I do try.
