Passed away yesterday... the lung cancer got the better of him. He never even smoked, neither did my mother. At least he and I enjoyed our last 6 months together. My mother passed away too, died in a car accident when I was only 6 years old or so. That was almost 17 years ago. My father never thought of romancing anyone else. Foolish or not, I always admired his loyalty to my mother, even when she was dead. He never wanted someone else to replace her, to put it a bit cruel. 3 weeks before his death, my father asked me to go on with life when he's gone, no matter what happens. That's exactly what I'm going to do. I'm not in a favourable position though. I'm pretty much all alone now. No siblings, no friends, no grandparents (never even got to know them, they all passed away before I was even born), I don't have a good family bond with the rest, don't have a girlfriend (yet). I don't mind being alone though... at least I have my own house and a job, that's good enough for me. Never was a very sociable person anyway. I think I'm going to take a walk in the woods tomorrow... think about stuff, re-think my position in life and think about the past. I wonder what fate has in store for me. May his soul rest in peace, together with mother's. Anyway, sorry for all this text, I just had to vent somewhere. Thanks for reading.