My dad died a few months back aged 93. I was lucky to have him so long but it didn't make it any easier. He was ill for around 3 years and then had a slow, lingering death over about a week.
My friends were kind for a short time, but now, barely 6 months on, everyone's forgotten. No one mentions it. My mum has been left a widow in her 90s and everyone asks me how SHE is, but no one asks me how I am!
I was the only DD and a bit of a 'daddy's girl.' In some ways I believe grief is a private thing but it'd be nice if now and again when people asked about my mum they also acknowledged I'd lost a dad.