loss of a father

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I went to my father's funeral yesterday. I have a total of 7 siblings, six sisters and one brother by my father and one more sister and brother with my mother I grew up with. It's complicated. I have siblings all over cause Dad liked the women a lot, I guess. But, he loved us all. I really at times was annoyed with my father because of different reasons, but I loved him. I am sad he is gone. I did not grow up in my father's home, but I grew up knowing my father quite well and he provided way more for me than many children who were in my position. I realize that now. I was born out of wedlock, but he carried my and my siblings' pictures around without shame and showed them off. He wasn't ashamed of us. He never denied us. He loved us as much as he loved his children by his wife. He made some mistakes, but he cared. I remember now. One of my sisters does not like the rest of us, I guess because we remind her of her father's infidelities to her mother, but she should be bigger than that. Thank God, everyone isn't acting like that. They did acknowledge us in his obituary, but noone wanted to take pictures of us all together it seems. Why would anyone want to act like that? We were just as much his children as the others. Anyway, I got to kiss my father goodbye. I don't have my dad in my life anymore, but he is in my heart and I never had those siblings to grow up with, but at least I had my dad in my life. I wish that I had more time with him. I did see him before he died, Thank God.