My dad passed away January 3, 2010. It was totally unexpected. We all had been together on New Year's Eve singing and joking around....he never complained about anything. On Sunday, January 3, 2010 he woke up complaining of being nauseated. He went in the restroom and never came out. My mother found him on the floor 5 minutes later. I'm still in shock and haven't been able to sleep ever since he died. I live with my parents and today is the first day of work after my dad's death. I know it's going to be so hard for me and my kids when we go back to the house this afternoon and not find my dad at the house. Every little space in the house has memories...it's very hard.