I talk to my mom everyday. I worry about her. Right now she is still in "I have to get all of the paperwork side of things done". I am afraid of what is going to happen when she doesn't have that distraction anymore. I told her that I would like to go to a grief support group sometime soon. I think it would be good for both of us. I am going to try to upload his memorial video to Youtube so I can share it with those who want to see what a full life my dad led.
A little background of my dad: He was born in 1951 at 6 months premature. He weighed a pound and 12 oz. He was tiny. The doctors thought he was dead so they didn't suction anything. Because of that he was blind in one eye and deaf in one ear. He was a miracle from the beginning.