I just can't get my head around the fact that someone that has had such a huge impact on my life, someone that gave me life is gone. My Dad has always been there, never asking for anything, just being there.  Everything I do in life has something to do with him, he is always in my thoughts, not just because he has died, he has always been a major part of my life. everything I look at, everything I feel, everything I say and think is connected to him and how he raised me. How can someone that important be gone? How can someone that loves so unconditionally be gone?