Which sucks. We didn't always get along fantastically, but I love him.
So I'm sad, and I'm probably be sad for a while. I expect that we'll also have some depression, mourning, grief-stricken, and meleancholy to go with the just plain sad over the next few days.
I'm doing okay. Well, except when I get Annie Lennox's "The Saddest Song I've Got" stuck in my head.
Now I'm heading off to be with my step-mom and siblings on that side for a while. If I'm not online for a bit, see my post of a week ago when a college friend died.
*sigh* This whole 'death' thing, I think it was a bad idea.