It was 3 years ago today that my dad lost his fight with CC. Really can’t believe that it has been 3 years, sometimes it doesn’t feel like 3 years, but on the other hand, sometimes it feels longer! Very strange.
Never good these anniversaries, but we get used to them don’t we. Today I have only looked back with fond memories and had many a chuckle to myself. Of course the bad memories and the tough times will always be there, but they will always be outshone by the good memories, the laughs and the happy times! Like the time we were fishing on some rocks years ago and nearly got caught out with the incoming tide! We had to grab the gear, leggit and make a jump for it or get caught out. Dad landed in some mud, lost his welly boot and was not happy! Mum went berserk at him when she found out but I found the whole thing hilarious, as did he many years later when I reminded him about it!!! Happy days!
Dad, you are sorely missed and much loved, and you always will be.
Much love,
Gavin