I lost my dad to colon cancer May 21st 1991 when I was 23 and lost my mom to breast cancer 7 months later January 3rd 1992.
In those last months of my dad's life he really gave me some pearls to live with, like being thankful I at least had him that long, and the hardest thing about getting through losing someone is just getting through it. Time heals slowly and never completely but it gets easier with time. If the experience taught me anything, it was to not hold grudges, never leave angry and to say the things you always meant to say because one day its too late. So ask those questions, like what was it like growing up, and what did you feel like when you were 20 and ask about the family tree and medical history and what their childhood was like. Break out the video camera and get them on tape or disk or something. I would love so much just to hear their voices again or let my children hear their voices once.