Today marks the anniversary of my father's death. I was 9 at the time. He died from lung cancer. I never cried during the funeral, but I spent the whole service playing my Gameboy. Now I am 20, and every time I see my old Gameboy laying there in my top drawer, I cry. But I keep it there because it reminds me of him. MMT

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I understand. I lost my dad to lung cancer too. I didn't cry at the service either, but it's hard for me to see certain things 10 years later. Be strong and remember the good times. :)

My dad died when I was 9, too. Though, he died because of a hearth desease. I cried at the funeral, and my uncle held me all the time, 'cause my feet couldn't do the job. He was the only one to understand me. Mom just told "to get it together and move on". I cried myself to sleep every night, but I always smiled meeting the uncle. He shot himself 1 year and 1 month later, 'cause he missed his brother too much. Now I'm 18 and I still miss them a lot, dad especially. I have just one photo of them and I still cry myself to sleep every other day. And I know I must be considered ungrateful, but I can't make myself go to cemetery more than once or twice a year. It's still too hard.

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