My cat is dying again

Nowadays during Easter I'm feeling pretty vulnerable. Not only is my favourite cat dying again, my dad is also fading away in front of my eyes. It's not a new situation. I've been in the same position some twelve years ago. My mom was dying then. I was helpless. One month after her funeral I found a poor little kitten at the graveyard. Now my dad isn't well and my kitten is dying. I cry a lot. I feel awful. Life is just carrying on regardless. The vet doesn't know. I try to medicate my cat daily. To no use at all. I'll have to let go again. The pain is so great. My dad has decided not to seek any more treatment. It's a waiting game now. At times I'm scared to just go over and see him. Likewise for my cat. I can't do anything but still care for them. Let them know that despite of their weakened appearance I still love them. That hurts too. There's no-one that gives me hugs and I miss that. Cherish love because that's the only thing that's real