What I believe is that for every hour spent with someone with dementia there are times, maybe fleeting moments, that they know you are there and who you are. For those moments I'll be forever thankful, it was worth every minute of my time, every story I read aloud, every hold of a hand and every stroke of the hair.
I hope you can believe that your dad knew
Do and think whatever gets you through Gg2 - it's not denial, it's living - we all find ways to keep living - your dad had a hand in making you the lovely woman and mother you are - he hasn't left you, half of you is him - believe he's just in the next room - the loving, funny and supportive dad who was there for you all your life is proud that you were there for him - he will be just next door always - he will be in the next room when you give birth - he already knows the little one you will soon meet - he has no intention of leaving - put up some happy photos of him around the house and smile back at him - wrap yourself in his favourite jumper and have a hug
and if you think these are just platitudes to appease you - well, they got me through my mum's death and they see me through today as I slowly lose my dad
when he looked in your eyes he saw you and I agree with Elaina, he's still watching over you - take whatever comfort from him you need