Thanks for popping in.
It’s been a day for sorting through old photos and memories with our Grace. It was an emotional rollercoaster for sure. We smiled, laughed, wept, hugged each other, and then kept going.
We were compiling a photo tribute for Dad’s funeral, which will be set to Billie Holiday’s “‘I’ll be seeing you”. We’d been procrastinating, because we knew it wouldn’t be easy. Was it pleasant looking back? Double-edged sword really. On the one hand, we had such an amazing life with Dad (and Mum of course), and yes, we are so lucky. But on the other hand, it’s over, and he’s gone. On the one hand, poor old Dad doesn’t have to have any more bad days; on the other hand, he doesn’t get to have any more good ones either. We can go round and round in circles, until acceptance kicks in.
Like Mum keeps saying, “It will never be what it was; it is what it is now”.
So in all honestly, perhaps down the road a ways, I will look back in fondness and savour the good memories, enjoy the old photos. But at the moment I am just so so sad that I will never ever be able to BE with him again. Listen to his stories, ask his advice, hold his hand. And I am absolutely certainly you get me.
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The uplifting news is that lots of friends and family are coming from all over the place to celebrate his life next Monday morning. Every RSVP lifts my spirits; it confirms he was loved and respected by many. Old friends, work colleagues, golfing buddies – yes. He was so popular. There is comfort in that, isn’t there.
Time to watch something trivial on telly, to switch off. Any recommendations? let us know! I don’t do violence or thriller psycho-shit. In fact, at the moment Emily in Paris is just about ok. The Bank of Dave is pretty good if you haven’t seen it, and Ted Lasso is superb. Have already watched it twice – all the series!
Barb x x x