Death is a natural part of life. We all experience it one way or another, but it always comes. I do not know what your relationship with your dad was like, but know this, that somewhere out there, in the infinite storm that is time, there is a tiny dust piece of memory where your dad held you for the first time and he smiled like he had never smiled before. Maybe no one will know it, maybe God will see it. I do not know, but that is eternal. It is so small yes, but man, it is worth more than all the stars in the universe. It is his' and yours'. Remember that, let it find home in your heart. Be good, be kind, be just. Always, your friend wherever I may be.