As some of you may already be aware, a month ago today my Dad died at the far too young age of fifty-nine.
The days since then already feel like a lifetime, I can hardly believe it is five weeks since we last spoke and kissed goodbye. To all my extended family and friends who have supported me and my family during this time, thank you for being there and reaching out. I love you, and I know I’ll need you still during the weeks and months to come.
In looking back at our time together that is what I felt I had to say. These are the words I spoke at his funeral; they don’t follow the rules of writing very well, and they won’t win any awards, but they’re the story of us, and the things that I remember.