I wanted to share this with y'all not as a sob story but because I know this crowd will appreciate it more than anyone.
I started brewing less than a year ago. I approached my father as an avid beer drinker to help finance the operation because I knew he would want in on some unique beer. He was kind of a silent partner in that he was only able to contribute moral support due to his physical disabilities, he was mostly blind at the age of 81.
A few months and as many batches in our home brewing adventure he was hospitalized with and diagnosed with congestive heart failure. Upon his return from the Hospitle he was issued a fluid restriction which limited his beer intake to maybe one beer a week. This was devastating to him as he had at least a beer a day for as long as I knew him.
Over the course of the last few months he seemed to be getting better until he took a turn for the worst a few weeks ago. He was in the Hospitle a few weeks until he passed a few days ago.
Home brewing gave me one last way to bond with my dad. We had been drinking buddies for a while but home brewing helped me expose him to craft beer, which was a big deal for me lol! The thing that meant the most to both of us was that the last beers he got to enjoy were beers that we brewed.
Brewing our own beer is special to all of us but for me it will always mean that much more!
Sorry to read of your Dad's passing; that can't be easy to bear.
It's great that you found a hobby you could both enjoy, and even if he wasn't stirring wort or rinsing grains, you can know that he appreciated spending time with you.