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My dad passed away Sat night. It's weird, the biggest thing I can think of right now is "how would he deal with this?" Then comes all the stuff about how great of a dad he was. It's ok when I think about it myself, but when somebody else brings it up, or if I start to actually talk about it, the water works start. Alana spent the day with me today and kept me company, I didn't cry for the entire day. He will be missed, but the lessons he gave me will go on. I don't know if it hasn't hit me yet, or if I was just very ready for it, but I had a small melt down last night, alone, some tears with others, a talk with reegan and then hanging out with alana, and that was the long and the short of it. I guess I don't have much else to say about that.