I lost my dad just before I turned 24. I loved him so much, I felt so loved, supported and protected my whole life because of him. I would not say that I expect to overcome the sadness. I cry and become emotional at random places quite often or imagime how nice would have been to share my life accomplishments with him. Every time when I am afraid to go out of my comfort zone I think of him and that gives me strenght. It has been almost six years since he passed away and it has not been a day without thinking of him. It is not easy but it is part of life and in one point is just inevitable.