Here in the UK it’s Father’s Day today. This is my favourite photograph of my dad; it was taken in the early 1990’s and he’s with my eldest daughter Vicki. He was a great grandad – and dad of course!
My dad died last November aged just 65, so this is my first Father’s Day without my dad. I know that people always say make the most of your family because you don’t know what may happen, but few people actually think anything will happen. Out of the blue, my dad had a stroke in the middle of the night; it was in the worst part of his brain – around his brain stem – and while he lived for a further 9 days he was in intensive care, and then palliative care and we don’t think he regained enough consciousness to hear or see us saying goodbye and how much we loved him.
If you still have your dad (and he’s a good dad) I really do urge you to give him a really big hug and kiss and tell him that you love him – I’d do anything to be able to hug and kiss mine…
But life goes on, a bit of crochet…
And comfort comes from new sources…
Take care!
Aah, Karen, all the best.
Father’s Day is always bittersweet for me. 12 yrs ago I tried calling my dad all day on Father’s Day, and later that day learnt that he was in a car accident the previous day, of which he died three weeks later.
Oh, that’s just tragic, I’m so sorry. Like mine, completely out of the blue. I hope you had some good support around you 🙂 x
A beautiful gentle tribute to your Dad, Karen, such a lovely photograph and your daughter is so pretty; I am sorry for your loss which must have left a big hole in your, and your family’s, life.
Beautiful crochet again and oh, I do love your kitty-kat comforter!
xoJoy
Thank you Joy. I got Sophie just a couple of months before dad died, and I can’t imagine what I would have done without her 🙂 x