And as fucked up as it sounds, it was probably for the best. He was diagnosed with cancer earlier this year and while he gave it a good fight and actually looked close to beating it, things didn't turn out that way. Given his age (he was 70) and the back to back bouts of pneumonia, he just didn't have to strength to keep going. I'm just glad that he's not suffering anymore and can finally lay down his burdens and rest.
I love you, dad, and I'll see you again one day.