First off, thank all of you for your support and forgive me for not to reply all your encourageous comments.

My father passed away this night at 2 a.m. His body finally collapsed and he can't take it anymore, but he don't suffered much. Now we are dealing with all the procedures and tomorrow morning will be the funeral.

I'm a realistic person, and even if the doctors said that was a few-days-thing- and in fact it was a few-hours-thing I already saw that coming. So I'm not fine but I can deal with it. My mother have the worse part, and my uncle (my father's brother) is really affected too. I'm trying to help them as much as I can. I really don't like to cry in front to people, I doesn't make me feel better, and I cried a lot yesterday night alone so I can manage things now.

That's how I roll.

Now excuse me, I am going to make lunch.