So sorry to hear. When my lovely Dad was dying and unconscious I kept chatting to him - talked about my childhood, how much he meant to me, etc. He knew how I felt and I hope he heard me. He was the very best of Dads and was a total rock when my husband died suddenly and relatively young (early 50s) despite Dad being terminally ill himself and having lost my Mum and brother not long before. As a friend said to me when I was reeling after my dh died "there are no holes in the hedges when it comes to grief" you just have to keep soldiering on. I never believed I would ever feel joy again but I have. I would give everything I possess to have my loved ones back again but life does go on. Be kind to yourself.
What's going on , on the street outside your home right now?


and a hug.