@Seed,
First, let me tell how sorry I am to hear about your father. I'm sixty-three
myself, none of my kids have children of their own yet, but I would dearly,
dearly love to watch grandchildren grow up.
As for me, I don't know that I am hiding any more truths from myself. I think
the biggest one in the past concerned my middle child, who is special-needs.
For a long time, I wanted to believe that some day he would be "cured", that
some miracle of science would make him just like every other little boy. I
held on to that belief with all my strength. In my heart, I knew otherwise. He
is who he is.
As time went on, we tried everything. We helped him be the best he can be,
but that best falls far short of what the world calls "normal". At some point,
I'm not sure when, I had to look truth straight in the eye. This is your son.
He is beautiful person. His life will always be a struggle, for him and for you.
Deal with it.