There is next to nothing that I can say to make everything better, other than:
Simply try to live a good and honorable life that your father would be proud of.
I was 16 when I witnessed my dad take his last breath. Lung and esophagus cancer had left him swollen, and the morphine wasn't leaving as much as an effect as before. He had gotten me interested in many things I love today (video games, Star Wars, tinkering with stuff). A week after that, I had prayed that I could see him just one more time. That night, I had a dream where I walked into the living room and he was laying on the couch watching Return of the Jedi (the first Star Wars I had seen). Now, I'm content with it, believing I'll see him again.
Yea it's pretty bad, but the thing was, you were 7, so your father never really saw the man you would become later on nor was he there to start teaching you how to be one, I am a young man and I went to my father for a lot of stuff and advise, I was about 3 inches taller than he was and he did get to influence the man I will become and im happy I got to spend the time with him
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