Absent from the body....

Jan 15, 2013 was horrible ...the second most horrible day of my 41 years.  The day I found out my Dad died.   He actually died the evening before around 1945 , but of course I didn't find out until I got a call at work the next day. 
The day started out well; I had gotten an early morning love note (text ) from my good friend Trudi and from the time I stepped foot at work ...the day went downhill. 
I spent the next 14 hours begging God for something ...anything ..to help me deal with the despair and disbelief I feel.  God gave me many Scriptures and reminded me of His infinite wisdom...but I still feel LOST!!  I Love my Daddy and am heartbroken. 
I don't think I will be writing anymore about the passing of my Dad..I can not process it..but if God moves me to write about it...I will.
 Abiding in Him,
   Tiff