I did break. I either cry my eyes out or I'm numb. I miss him terribly. I know he's in a better place & I'm sorry he was so sick this past year, I'm glad my "sick dad" isn't in pain anymore. But I miss the man that raised me, all those precious memories with him are so painful right now & while I'm on this earth, I will never hear him speak to me again or hug me & I'll never be able to do anything with him. So don't be proud of me right now. I'm not positive about the whole thing, I don't have to be positive or strong right now. I'm surviving & grieving.