Death of a Father

My father died a couple of days ago. So what do I do with my conflicting emotions about this man? He was an awesome musician and craftsman. He wasn't always there to be the kind of dad I hoped for, but maybe he did his best.

I think I shall do what writers do--write. I'm going do some journaling which often helps sort out the stuff whirring in my head and which I can't articulate in words. So, journal, look out for a large emotional dump from me.