My dad died yesterday. He wasn't doing well but it went fast all of a sudden. Tuesday is the funeral. Poor mom. They knew each other 71 years. He was atheist, but 2 years ago he got sick and she said he had to get saved now, so he did. So he's now chilling in heaven, but when they closed that casket we had to cry and I comforted my mom. It's so weird. Was looking up old pictures. Watched old movies with my sister. She has a lot of great stuff in which he was still young. She's gonna say something about his life and show pics and I'll say something too. Luckily the last day we all came to say goodbye and a month ago we celebrated his 88th birthday. But it's not a fun Christmas this year.