Hey guys, hoping for some friendly advice here. Yesterday afternoon I got a call at my job, and it was a police officer and he was at my stepdad's apartment and they said that they found him dead. He had been there for 2 days and no one knew. I tried calling him, but since he wasn't feeling well, (he had a bad cold) I didn't suspect anything when he didn't answer the phone. His work got concerned when he didn't come in Monday or check in by phone (he's a partner at a brokerage firm) so they called the police. I sat with my dad's body for a while, talking, I know it sounds wierd but it gave me some kind of closure. I know he was only my stepdad, but he raised me and my brother and sister, and we called him Dad, even though our real Dad is still alive. But we had very little contact with our real dad after he and my mom divorced. I just feel so alone now. I think about the Conway Twitty song "that's my job" and I don't know what I'm going to do without him. He was such a good man who loved us so much, even though we weren't his birth kids, and he loved his grandchildren and his nieces and nephews and he was such a good friend to everyone. Any advice is greatly needed, and thanks for letting me ramble, I needed it.



