I have to bury my father today and it looks like it's going to rain...how appropriate. I could hardly sleep the last two nights because I've been so nauseous...is it the flu or nerves? I'm nervous about seeing him...I haven't done that yet. I'm afraid he will look like a frail, broken little man that I don't recognize. I'm so touched by all of the people who have called and come out to support me though.... I have the best friends.