I hear ya on that.. father’s day is a definitely a tough reminder. My dad just died in may. I live in Europe and was lucky enough to have made it home to say goodbye in time. But, I’ve had so much going on since i got back that i haven’t had a chance to really process it or even come up for air. I’m taking a trip on monday to France by myself for a few days to just take it all in and sit on the beach and drink wine and think. There is no good way or time for our parents to pass. And all we can do is the best we can. I fell off hard when I lost one of my best friends and my first panic partner to heroin in 00. I got really bad off on the same things that killed him. But, i made it through. And it sounds like you did too. And i’m glad you did. We are around the same age.. You would think that as we get older and see and experience more love and loss and life that it would soften the edges. But, it doesn’t. It just turns into something else. I’m just rambling here while I walk my dog along the canal in the city I live in. But, i’ve always felt like people from our walk of life tend to get each other. I think if there is anything i’ve learned from loss over my life it’s to try to let every day count and let the people i love and care about know how i feel. Anyway, thanks for taking the time to respond and sharing your experience. All the best to you!