...when I got a job, and there was no one to tell.
...when we get up early in the dark, but it's not to catch the ferry to Wales.
...when I'm eating cereal in the morning and I remember the last time he looked well was one morning eating breakfast as I waved goodbye before heading back to Dublin.
...when I need to be inspired.
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| Aged 80. Atop a "Munro" |
...when I realise that I'll never know if he had Aspergers. See the photo. He collected trig point numbers. At my suggestion.
...when I remember how I could have a moan and a joke with him in the same breath during our daily phone calls. Perhaps that's why I don't like ringing people any more.
...when I look at the state of my garden and think, God I could do with some good advice, I'll just ring my Dad. Oh.
...when I'm feeling worried or overwhelmed and there's no-one to tell.
...when I don't know what to do, and I don't know who to ask.
...when I think about those evenings we spent sipping red wine and putting the world to rights.
...when I know that it's all up to me now. And will be.
...when I realise that I didn't appreciate my parents enough when they were alive.
...when I realise that I'm nobody's child now.
That's when I miss my Dad. Every day.
Oh, babe, I so get this. Hugs to you.
ReplyDeleteI know xx
DeleteVery moving and heartfelt. Lots of love xxx
ReplyDeleteThank you xxx
DeleteO yes you have brought a tear to my eye. Bless our lovely Dads!! Thank you honey:~)))
ReplyDeleteIt was one of those days, you know the ones xxx
DeleteI wish I had words to help you feel better but sometimes there just are none :( xxx
ReplyDeleteWriting helped me and people reading helps me too xxx
DeleteYour always be their child....even though they are gone. Big hugs :)xx
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DeleteOh bless. Sounds like you had a really special relationship. I dread either of my parents passing. Your post has made me realise I need to call more.... xx
ReplyDeleteIt's so easy to put it off, isn't it? xx
DeleteI echo Helen. You are always somebody's child. And I hope when my life is over my children will have a list like yours - of ways they remember and miss me.
ReplyDeleteYour Dad sounds like a very special man. A friend told me a phrase I've always remembered in cases like this: "Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened."
Cliched and a bit soppy. But still very true. He's left you with so much to hold onto and smile about xxx
There I cried reading your lovely comment and that quote, really gorgeous xxx
DeleteCried reading this. SUCH a poignant post. Beautifully written and just straight to the point. I consider myself blessed I still have my parents. Since they moved 4 hours away I miss them every day even more. I think just knowing I can't zip an hour down the motorway if I need them makes me want to be nearer them even more. Your dad sounds like a lovely father, a memory to cherish. xx
ReplyDeleteThanks Molly, and so sad that your parents are now further away, hope you find a way to feel near to them xx
DeleteThat's very poignant and beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteThank you x
Deletebig hugs! Hold onto those memories - you have some lovely ones. It has taken me years and years to remember not to pick up the phone and dial mums number. I still sometimes wake up and think losing her was all a bad dream and then i remember it is real. Give yourself time. Sending you much love. xxx
ReplyDeleteYes, that's me too xxx
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