Nc for this. It will be two years on Monday since I lost my wonderful father. It was unexpected and traumatic and I thought I was doing better. But my ds has just turned one and I can't stop crying about the fact he will never know his grandfather and I just feel so sad for my ds and me and my mother. And my poor father. He was only 54 and it just isn't fair. I feel like it's just happened. And I just wanted to write it down because I can't really talk to anyone in rl about it in case I upset them. So I'm writing it here.