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Having lost my father suddenly several years back, I wish I could do more than say that I'm sending virtual hugs and thinking of you and your family.
After lunch, I sit down to sort through random stuff and relax, and then my mom and sister comes by, with the principal, dropping the bomb on me:
My father is gone. He died this morning. He's been sick for a while (COPD), but it's not seemed too bad lately. It's been a year and a half since I had to rush him to the hospital last time. He's been coughing, but that's how it's always been. I just can't believe he's not here anymore.