Dan your Dad would be proud of his Son, the greatest respect we can show someone is to learn from them.
Many cultures allow grief as a natural part of saying so long for now to a loved one. Indeed it is only realy in the last century that we have dropped the habit of mourning, OK I suppose a year in black, so many months in Dark colours and so many months in lilac are a bit excessive but it did allow us to acknowledge that we felt the pain of seperation.
To Robs original posting, it is the not being able to say good bye that is the hard bit. I visit the war cemetery where the boys who lost their lives in the Royal Oak are buried, in the same graveyard are the graves of German airmen who were shot down and crashed near the Pegal Burn.
As I stand beside their graves I often wonder how many of them left home for the last time with warmth and love surrounding them and how many left with words of anger or harshness. Here they are, many not even with the dignity of a name.
Do not regret my passing For I was one bright light Shone a moment in your darkness Before returning to the night.