I lost my father to cancer in July of this year and I don’t know what to do any more.  My mother is heart broken and I wish so badly it was me instead of him so they could grow old together.  I cry on the inside so much.  It was not suppose to be like this.  I can barely function and I have so much anger and resentment of myself because of this.  I thought he would survive because he was the strongest man in the world.  And because of my denial I did not spend as much time with him as I should have.  I can’t live with this guilt.  I wish I could hug him so bad.  ... View more