My dad died from cancer earlier this year. We were extremely close - we worked together at his company for six years, and spoke on the phone every day that we didn't see one another. I was so lucky to have such a wonderful, caring father. A few months after he died, my (also wonderful, caring) fiancé proposed to me, and now we are getting married in May.
Despite all the excitement about the wedding, it's still bittersweet. I can't help but feel a heavy sense of disappointment and sadness that my dad won't be there to celebrate with me. Every time I see a photo of a bride walking down the aisle with her dad, I feel a twinge of jealousy. All the posts I've read - about carrying a photo in your bouquet, etc. - just don't seem to offer any real comfort.
Has anyone else been through this? How do you cope?