Miss you … it feels so strange still … love and hugs xx

One month Dear Dad ... and your Robin is keeping me company on the wall outside the kitchen window ... One month since I held your hands ... gently stroking your forehead ... feeling every one of your breaths on my cheek ... whispering in your ear ... it’s ok ... you’re not alone ... you can let go now ... it’s ok ... I’m here ... And you slipped peacefully away ... and I held you and stroked your beautiful face ... calm and peaceful ... no more pain ... no more fear ... Your apologies made ... your regrets challenged and accepted ... welcomed into heaven with love and care ... Welcomed by loved friends and family ... reminiscing, telling stories, hearing how those you’ve missed have been ... laughing, a toast, a curry even? The pain spills out in gasps and groans and the tears fall and fall ... and memories flood every second of the day ... I miss you Dad ... I didn't know it would feel like this ... I even miss your faults and foibles, we all have them ... I'm so happy you could make peace with yourself ... And I'm so sorry I couldn’t give you more ... I know you know what I mean ... You were a part of every one of my days ... especially in latter years ... you never moaned ... you never complained ... you just accepted that life was life and bravely got on with it ... You were so grateful for every morsel of time given to you by anyone, for every kind word, for everything ... You humbled me ... I’m so very proud of you Dad ... I love you ... God Bless 💙❤🙏xx

Just to say thinking of you Dad ... love you 😘xx