Bless you and your father. It is sooo hard to lose a parent no matter what age, a "child" (even though youre all grown up youre still their kid) needs both its mother and father alive.

Ive lost mine too, in 98' my father passed away in lung cancer, I was only about 8 years old, and took its damage on my mother specially. She went into a paralyzing state of mind she slept non stop not talking with us kids.
I sensed his presence after his death and saw him many times sitting in the kitchen reading the newspaper every morning.
The doctors could have saved him if he wasnt so stubborn of not getting help my mamma told me, thats so sad.
I still miss him after all these years. His name was/IS Björn, means bear. My totem is the Bear. Perfect!