This week’s Gallery Prompt at from the lovely Tara over at Sticky Fingers is Dads.
Yesterday was the 10 year anniversary of my dad’s death. He died of esophageal cancer and died within 2 weeks of being diagnosed, it was fast and was a blessing in many ways, but I still never really got a chance to say goodbye. I’m an only child and worshipped my dad, we had our moments and fought as we were so similar, both wanting to be right, but we loved each other. I miss him everyday and wish more than anything I could talk to him one last time, find out if he’s seen my children and if he’s proud of me.
He had a wicked sense of humour, he picked me up from primary school once in my life, it was a time when a huge vat of wax has exploded all over him and had dried in. Yes, I was so embarrassed. One time he took me to high school, the one and only time, he drove me right into the school playground and made me get out in the middle of everyone standing staring and he was shouting out the window saying he loved me. Not good for teenage cred. He was the most intelligent person I know, he was a scientist and did loads of research into metals and latterly recyclable plastics. He loved his work and was well respected.
He loved to socialise and got on well with everyone. He loved my as a baby and would spend hours with me sleeping on his chest. When I was old enough he took me to art galleries and bought me loads of art stuff. He loved to watch me draw and paint, he was my biggest fan. But when it came to my school work, he always said I could do better, even if I got A’s. It was just his way. We went away fishing together a few times and would stay in small Scottish villages and do some sight seeing. I loved our time together and wish he’d gotten to meet my boys, they remind me of him so much.
My biggest regret is the fact I do not have one picture of my dad and I together, it breaks my heart. I must make sure I rectify this for my children. Here is one of the last pictures I have of him at his work. I have shared this on here before, but I have no others. He was always the one taking the pictures instead of being in them.
I love you dad with all my heart xxx
I just found this one taken a few months before he fell ill when he and his brothers were together for the first time in about 20 years. They stay in 3 different countries. There is also my little cousin and I. I’d bee in hospital for 5 weeks and my dad had stayed with me a few months before this. It was a hospital in Kent and it gave us some quality time together. Time I won’t forget even if it wasn’t the best circumstances.
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