Tomorrow is Remembrance Day here (do they celebrate it in the US?) and today at lunch there was a veteran sitting at the table behind us. All of a sudden DH asks me if we can pay for their lunch. I started to cry I was so touched. Then when he mentioned it to the waiter we found out their meal was already being paid for by the restaurant. So I cried again. lol, pregnancy hormones are amazing.
edit: I am sorry about your dad, I have been there, it sucks.