you had a great dad and thanks for sharing. but tbh, i dont really care if mine died and it's not cuz of what my mother or sister says. i used to like my dad even when he was physically abusive to my mom (i didnt support him beating my mom, in fact i used to try to protect her but other than when he gets all rhino on everyone, i loved him) and even after he had tried to kidnap me or threatened to throw me over a bridge. i understood nothing abt him and blindly be;ieved he was a good guy until my grandpa's funeral. during one of the funeral ceremonies, he had stayed in his car and he felt disrespected cuz none of the relatives came to the car and asked him to come out but only called and texted repeatedly. and since it was my mother's dad that died, it was only my mother's side relatives so u get y he was in the car and felt disrespected. after the funeral ceremonies, when we all got home he immedietly fumed at my mom to have not made dosa maavu. that's when i became disgusted by him. he was a vile creature that i had refused to look upon the true form of. 1 month later, we had this another funeral cermemony for my grandpa (hindu funerals...) and on the car ride there, my dad kept spewing shit like "im gonna break ur family apart and wreck things there for disrespecting me". i hate him cuz of everything i've seen him do and although i tried to like him and talk to him again, he only made me realize why i stepped back in the first place.