Oh Brandi - I can so feel the pain and the sadness in your post. . . it's been a long time since my son was at that same point in his recovery. There were times when I felt so helpless when he just sat at the edge of his couch with his head in his hands, looking like he was ready to just give up. He couldn't speak above a whisper and I felt like I couldn't find the right words to comfort him. I had to ask if I could kiss his forehead because it seems like everything hurt him. I would touch him gently on his hands or a "safe spot" on his shoulder, sitting next to him, telling him I loved him and that we would both get through this somehow. The only time he would brighten up was when his 5-year old daughter came to visit and she made him smile. It does help to have things to look forward to (as you mentioned) both for you and for your Dad. Does he see your daughter sometimes? Do you think it would help for her to visit? He might have to put on a smile or "fake it" for her but sometimes it does work to "fake it until you make it". One big thing to remember is that it really does get better. And it helps to vent or write things down. So come here often and let us know how you are both doing.