What a beautiful piece of writing about loss and grief, thank you. And you never once mentioned moving on, thank goodness, I hate it when people say that about losing someone. You haven't moved on, you carry him with you, and you keep on going.
Oh Leah -anyone who's lost a truly kind and loving, great dad will be crying now and sharing your loss. They are impossible to forget - we feel so lucky to have whatever time we do with them - but it's never enough.
This is so beautiful and I feel every word. I lost my dad too, he had a long illness and it got really bad in the last year, just as everyone else was coming out of lockdown. He was only in his early 70s and it felt - it still feels - unfair. Thankyou for writing this.x
What a beautiful tribute. How life is captured in those little moments of joy, against the odds. I lost my Father last year unexpectedly at age 70 but her had been unwell for years too and I fully relate to how difficult it is to live without. 🥰 Sending so many good vibes and best wishes. 🫶🏻
I completely understand. My Dad died at 66 having spent his one year of retirement dealing with a vicious cancer. He was irreplaceable, my Dad and when he died I
Beautiful! I always think about my late Dad on Valentine's Day. He would send me a card each year signed 'your anonymous admirer' in my late teens, early twenties. Written in his obvious hand it always arrived on time. One of the sweetest things for a man of very controlled emotions. X
Thank you Leah, I didn't know I needed this today. A beautiful piece about your Dad, and my goodness so relatable (10 years since I lost my Dad, Robert (70) to another bugger of a disease). Big hugs and more belly laughs to you (well done Maddy on setting Mum off!). xx
I'm crying a little bit - this is gorgeous. Please tell your children I am also shocked that you don't know duck duck goose. (Hold up - I just asked my husband (born and bred kiwi) and he confirms this was NOT A THING. So I will temper my shock.)
What a beautiful piece of writing about loss and grief, thank you. And you never once mentioned moving on, thank goodness, I hate it when people say that about losing someone. You haven't moved on, you carry him with you, and you keep on going.
Yes, this is so true, Kris
Oh Leah -anyone who's lost a truly kind and loving, great dad will be crying now and sharing your loss. They are impossible to forget - we feel so lucky to have whatever time we do with them - but it's never enough.
Susan xxxxx
Gorgeous tribute to your dad, Leah. What a character. ‘You learn to live under a low-watt bulb.’ That’s such a good description of living with grief.
I’m glad the belly laughs are returning. Your dad lives on through you and your family. x
You're wonderful, Wendy
Aye, the knot in my chest now. A lower-watt bulb. So so good, Leah!
Yep, it stays right in the gut, joyfully. My kids can still do it to me, but, like with you, it was Dad who was the funniest.
This is so beautiful and I feel every word. I lost my dad too, he had a long illness and it got really bad in the last year, just as everyone else was coming out of lockdown. He was only in his early 70s and it felt - it still feels - unfair. Thankyou for writing this.x
It's too young, isn't it? It's no age at all. I'm so sorry, Alex
Im so sorry to you too! Big hug to you xx
What a beautiful tribute. How life is captured in those little moments of joy, against the odds. I lost my Father last year unexpectedly at age 70 but her had been unwell for years too and I fully relate to how difficult it is to live without. 🥰 Sending so many good vibes and best wishes. 🫶🏻
Your lovely Dad. My heart goes out to you too
I completely understand. My Dad died at 66 having spent his one year of retirement dealing with a vicious cancer. He was irreplaceable, my Dad and when he died I
lost my protector and biggest supporter.
That's so unfair. Bless him. And you xx
Beautiful! I always think about my late Dad on Valentine's Day. He would send me a card each year signed 'your anonymous admirer' in my late teens, early twenties. Written in his obvious hand it always arrived on time. One of the sweetest things for a man of very controlled emotions. X
What a beautiful memory to leave you. Thanks, Jane.
Thank you Leah, I didn't know I needed this today. A beautiful piece about your Dad, and my goodness so relatable (10 years since I lost my Dad, Robert (70) to another bugger of a disease). Big hugs and more belly laughs to you (well done Maddy on setting Mum off!). xx
You’re so LOVELY Liz x
I'm crying a little bit - this is gorgeous. Please tell your children I am also shocked that you don't know duck duck goose. (Hold up - I just asked my husband (born and bred kiwi) and he confirms this was NOT A THING. So I will temper my shock.)
(side note - as an adult, I get so anxious playing duck duck goose or tag or hide and seek or any of it - it's terrifying!)
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Oh Leah, I get it exactly. Your dad - irreplaceable. Will make sure Harriet reads. Xx
Harriet had a wonderful Dad in Rod. How lucky we were!
Brilliant.Devastating.Deeply moving. Gary
Thank you Gary
Oh Leah, I too long for that sort of laughter. Beautiful piece.
The sort with no sound? It's unbeatable! :)