My mother passed away when I was 4. She was only 39. I remember very little about her. I remember standing in our kitchen asking my dad when she was coming back and crying. I think he just simply said, "She is not coming back". My father never re-married or really ever dated, which I wish he would have found someone else so he would not have been so depressed and lonely. He took good care of me, and I will always love him for trying so hard. I am glad he had a long life. He died just shy of his 77th birthday. I miss him terribly. I love you dad, and I love you mom.