Rugby Toffee, my Dad died 18 years ago, quite suddenly in hospital, before I was able to give him something I always wanted to do - grandchildren.
18 years on, I miss his humour and wisdom, yet I know he is somewhere safe, looking down on me and my children, that helps a huge deal.
Death is part of life, but what is more important is to live life to the fullest, in memory of those that passed away, those that loved, and were loved.
Live your life to the maximum and your Dad will watch from above, proud of his son (or daughter), that's the finest legacy he could ever leave.
Thoughts and prayers are with you xx