My dad died on Sunday. I feel so empty, tired, actually I don't really feel anything at all.
He was beyond amazing. A musician, an athlete, an artist, a scientist and healer (he practiced dentistry for 50 years). A patient today told me, "you know you expect your doctor to take care of you, but he went far beyond that." He was a leader for the Boy Scout Troop, a regular church goer, he raised money and gave money to so many charitable organizations (too many to list), he was a world traveler and naturalist (he insisted on being the first on the water on his 47 canoe trips to Algonquin park, because he wanted to see the wildlife before they got spooked by the rest of the scouts). He just loved to help people, he loved everything about life.