I don't know what I will do.
by Lori Ann
I am 52 years old. My Father died September 30,2012.I bragged about my Dad alot .I thought my Dad was in amazing shape at 75.His Mom is still here at 102.His Dad died at 90.My Father hunted or fished passionatley every day since early retirement at 50.Moved to Pierre ,South Dakota.The Sunday Dad died he was duck hunting with his beloved Pete.(yellow lab)Mom came home from church to see my Dad cleaning ducks for the last time.I was there for a week .Saw how brave and gracious my Mom is after 55 years of marriage.Came back to my home Colorado.Went to work fell apart for 3 days.Now I feel as if its not real.Didn.t really happen.Dad took a nap Sunday.Never woke-up they say.I never really thanked him .I meant too.Writing this helped me cry again.But then Iam too sad.So for now I will pretend he is not gone.Love to you Dad, Lori Ann