I knew the phone call would come (he had a brain tumour and had been in the hospice since just before Christmas) but when the call came at 0430 to say he had died I just couldn't believe it.
I can't believe my dad has gone. He is only 60. The news hasn't come as a surprise but I can't believe how grief stricken I am. I thought I would feel more prepared but I just feel totally bereft. The sadness is incredible.
And to make it worse DH is away and I can't phone him.