My dad sadly passed away at 12.10pm on the 19th February a year and five days after my mum. I was with dad holding his lovely warm hands like I have always done. I am sitting here trying to put into words just how much my dad means to me, he is my HERO, he makes me happy when I am sad, he makes me feel safe and loved. I can go on for ever because to me he is the best dad in the whole world.
I am not ready to talk of dad in the past because I can still feel him with me. My dad is a character, funny, loving, selfless and totally nuts. I have so many fabulous memories that I want to share with you all so apologise if your cups of tea have gone cold whilst reading this.
Childhood memories of sand castles, ice cream, wheelbarrow races and picnics on the beach make me smile. Every year we would go to Devon for our holidays and my brother and I could choose whatever we wanted for tea, chips, chips and more chips oh and then sundaes for dessert, yum yum. It would take ages to get our kites up in the sky and the crazy golf was just so much fun.
Christmases were the best, I can remember the best present I every had. It was a silver cross dolls pram and mum and dad had cleaned and polished it till it looked brand new. My nan had knitted clothes for my doll and crocheted blankets. Mum and I walked around the block of houses in the pouring rain it was brilliant.
My brother and I had a small Lego man that we would hide for when dad got in from work and dad wasn't allowed to have his dinner until he found it (poor dad was starving he he) we did this with our children too with the same Lego man.
Dad made wardrobes for our house, helped us fit our kitchens, plant our gardens and fix our cars and we bought dad scratch cards to say thankyou loads of scratch cards over the years, boy does dad like a scratch card.
Even when dad was diagnosed with throat cancer and PSP his sense of humour never failed. We could no longer look after dad and hit the jackpot when a nursing home near us welcomed dad and us into their home and their hearts. We warned them he was fast and they quickly gave dad the nickname of Linford Christie. He was only there a few days when he pushed the emergency button. They all raced to his room to find him sitting there laughing. After asking what was wrong he replied I just wanted to see how fast you all are. (I told you he's nuts).
Dad kept them all on their toes and I like to think they loved every minute. They fed him chocolate cake which is dads favourite, danced with him, played games with him and joked about his football team. They all became our friends and second family. I love going there and will miss everyone so very much. The hardest part was not going to pick up dads bits and bobs but leaving, my daughter and I just didn't want to leave.
I can hear dad laughing as we are watching his favourite program Ant and Dec and so with dads laughter in my ears I can only say love you lotses dad see you tomorrow just as I always do. Xxxxx
CBD Driving him up the wall.......literally
My Dad
Dad, Mum, Brother, Me and PSP.....
My lovely Dad
