My life has changed...forever

The time had come. November 6th at roughly 2:30 in the morning. My dad died.
I'm over the shock. He suffers no more and I know in my heart of hearts he's in a better place.
It seems every thing is revealed in death. The shock is over and the grieving hits me in waves.
I sometimes feel like I'm out of control and tossed around in a big sad blue ocean. The waves. So many stories have come out of the past two weeks that I'm just not ready to write about.

Oh how I loved my father.