My father died suddenly on March 29 2012. He was 52. It still seems unreal that he is gone. I am still expecting him to call me or pull up in his car. I am struggling with an overwhelming sadness and a deep ache in my heart. My Dad was my world. I was always "daddy's girl." I would give anything to talk to him once more and tell him how much we loved him and we were thankful for all the sacrifice…