My dad died

I need help. What gives me the idea that I can help others when I can't help myself? It's a rhetorical question that can be answered like this; God helps those who cannot help themselves. That's me...and you if you're honest. Well me Daddy past away. Actually he was killed in a major car crash up in Wyoming. It was at 0800 in the morning as he was eastbound on I-80 when the sunrise created an overwhelming glare (according to witnesses). The big rig didn't slow down as my father did and ran over my dad's truck and u-haul trailer. He was on his way from Portland OR to Broken Arrow OK where he had bought a new home. He was excited about the move. I know he has a better home now. I'm sure he's doing chores or staying busy somehow. My father was a very interesting and fascinating man! God rest his soul.