Last night, I found out that my father died...

[Jeremy]

...and despite never getting to meet him, and basically despising him much of my life because of how he treated my mother, I still feel some grief over the loss. In Josh's thread, I said that using positive memories of the past can help overcome this, but I have none of those, so has anyone else here been in a similar situation, where they've lost either an estranged loved one, or a relative they've never met, and still felt grief? And if so, what did you do to overcome it? I'm also a bit sobered by this experience because he died four days before my 23rd birthday, and was buried on that date.

[Shinobi128]

Man, what is going on lately? I was woken up an hour ago with news that my grandfather isn't doing so good. I've spent the past hour getting airline tickets ready for people.

I'm sorry to hear about your loss Jeremy.

What a depressing week it's been.

[Jeremy]

Well, they say these things happen in threes, so between Josh's grandmother, your grandfather, and my father, TNL should be covered for a while when it comes to family-related problems

[Kev]

Sorry, Jeremy. My brother died last Saturday. This week has indeed sucked.

[Josh]

I'm sorry Jemery. What a fucking week... eh?

Keep your head up brother.

[Burky]

I'm sorry about that Jeremy, that's awful.

My mum had breast cancer operation yesterday and just came out of hospital. The chances are she's going to be ok now (90%) so I suppose that's one kind of good thing happened this week, though it sucks she got it in the first place.
We found out around 2-3 weeks ago.

[Brisco Bold]

Jesus, Jeremy. I'm so sorry.

[James]

Sorry to hear that Jeremey. I'd stick with hating the guy if there's not a single positive memory to be had. If he was as much of a bastard as you imply, about the only thing to feel grief over is that you wish he was a different person entirely.

James

[ChaoofNee]

I'm sorry, Jeremy.
This is officially the worst week ever. The constant rain is proof.

[Yoshi]

My mum had breast cancer operation yesterday and just came out of hospital. The chances are she's going to be ok now (90%) so I suppose that's one kind of good thing happened this week, though it sucks she got it in the first place.
We found out around 2-3 weeks ago.

My mom went through that while I was in college. She didn't bother to tell me until after the operation, because she didn't want it to affect my studies. I'm still a little bit pissed at her for hiding it, but she's fine now.