“My dad died from chronic lung disease after a several year long battle. He died a week before I left for college. I can identify with Taevy's fears. And I can identify with grieving for the daddy that WAS and reconciling it with the daddy that IS. I grew up with my daddy playing guitar and singing silly songs to me. He was a runner and I thought he was so strong ! When he got sick he could no longer sing, and didn't have the energy to play guitar. He could barely walk, let alone run. It hurt him too bad for me to sit on his lap much. I missed my "old" daddy and I worried about the "new" daddy's health constantly. ”