I miss my Pal, best friend, Father.
My father died 21 years ago when I was 19. We lived together (my Mother had split up with him) and I stayed with him. Time helps but it doesn't heal. I still find it terribly difficult to talk about it all, and when I do find someone who I can open up to ... they seem to just fade away. He died a horrible death (as if there could be a good one !!) from Cancer. I miss him terribly, and wish he could see the things I have achieved and done. He was my Teacher at school until I was 17. In many ways far more than just a Father. I love hime dearly.