Feeling so lonely and sad that my father is gone. Mom and I have done the heavy lifting of caregiving for over two years. The house feels so quiet. I'm still staying nights with Mom so we can can ease back into normal life gradually. They were together 67 years. I go home in the afternoons and am concerned that I'm drinking too much. We were with him at home when he passed, and I was so exhausted from the last two weeks that I wasn't awake when he left us. My sister just said my name and I sat up and he was gone. I'd wanted to be there for him at the last moment and I fell asleep.