My Heart=Broken

I'm at work and my dad just stopped by to drop off Darien's birthday present. I gave him a big hug - tried to hold it together - but then I turned. I couldn't bear to watch him walk away. You see, my father leaves tomorrow morning with his wife in a big van full of all their belongings, headed for his new home in Florida. I will miss him more than I know how to express on a blog. My heart hurts.