I hope people don't take my blog as being irreverent as I love my dad with all my heart. Pops died 12 weeks ago and today we scattered his ashes in the garden of rememberance. There was me and Keith who had washed and dressed and put him to bed every night until the last 2 nights pops was with us, and my daughter and her boyfriend.
For me it was putting dad to bed one last time and I felt so sad and lost, but.....pops didn't disappoint. What did we get on the day a 90mph wind!! I had nearly as much trouble controlling him today as I did when he was with us He would have chuckled if he had been here seeing me dance around trying to scatter the ashes in a nice controlled manner. We had time to say our goodbyes though and talk about not only the humour of today but also the good times we had with pops and we left with a hole in our hearts but a smile on our faces.
We are putting a Magnolia Tree in our garden in memory of pops and the PSPA and we will be sprinkling his remaining ashes around the tree so that dad will finally be back home with us.
I hope you all don't mind me sharing this with you but today has meant a lot to me.
I send all my love to everyone out there who is dealing with or supporting someone with PSP. My thoughts and best wishes are with you all.