One year ago my Dad passed away, at 11.47pm on the 23rd of September 2008. It is hard to realise that a whole year has passed since I last saw him, heard his voice...it still seems a bit unreal. I think about him every day and I miss him so much. It has been a very hard year. In fact the past 18 months have been hard, watching him get sicker and sicker and trying so hard to fight it. I am relieved that he is no longer suffering, but I just want him back, healthy and back to the man he used to be before all this happened. If I was to be granted one miracle in this life that would be what I would ask for.
But it's not possible, miracles don't happen except in the movies or books. So I have to just accept the harsh reality that my wonderful Dad is gone. But never forgotten. See you on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge one day Dad.