Today, five years ago I received a phone call to tell me that my Dad (Bob) had died. I can still recall the moments leading up to that final phone call. The anger, the pain, the disappointment in my older sister for behaving in such a way. Which given that is her personality type, I really shouldn’t have been too surprised.… View Post
A year ago today I received a phone call to say that my Dad (Bob) had died. A year on I am still at a loss as how to feel about it. I’ve muddled my… View Post
This time last week I made the decision to go and visit my dad (let’s call home Bob). Those of you who have read my previous post ‘hypocrite or duty bound‘ will know that I… View Post
I don’t know if I am a hypocrite for visiting someone just because they are dying or whether I’m duty bound because after all is said and done he is my dad.… View Post