My father passed away on 11-1-2010 from Stage 4 Colon Cancer. He was 51 almost 52 years old. He died 2 days before his birthday. I'm turning 30 tomorrow and I miss him. My Dad was my Best Friend. My grief for his loss hits hard when it hits. I was driving the other day and a Pink Floyd song came on that was one of his fav's and I totally lost it. I had to pull over because I was crying so hard I couldn't handle the car. I'm posting this because I'm not the person who calls friends all snotty and crying, I've never been that person. I wanted to write and get some of it off my chest before my official birthday. I miss my Dad more then I can ever express. I'm ANGRY that we didn't find out about the Cancer sooner, I'm HURT because he's gone & I'm SCARED that this feeling of loss will never go away. I'm not an idiot, I know it will dull in time and I also know his memory will keep him alive. But for right now, I'm happy with my crappy pre-birthday mood.