Dad has been gone four years

Four years ago this evening came the call that Dad was gone.  The strangest thing is that I had talked to my mom earlier in the day and he was having a really good day.  It seems so odd that his obituary stated he passed away unexpectedly after a seventeen year illness, but that honestly was the case.  I will never forget receiving that phone call.  It is strange to me how much of that evening is so very distinct in my mind, when it seems as though it should have been a blur.  I am so grateful that I was able to have my dad, such an amazing man, in my life for forty years.