Jul 15, 2003 22:45
I'm at a loss for words.
On the 8th of July, at 5.03pm, the bottom dropped out of my world. I found out my father had passed away earlier that day. It's hard to put into words the great tumble of emotions that have been going through my head over the last week. Time has had very little meaning. I haven't been to work for a week, although it almost feels like a year. I have managed to spend a lot of time with my family, which has been wonderful. I think I'm still a little numb to the whole thing but I think I'll get through this okay.
As said very apptly in a speech made by one of Dad's friends, Dad achieved a lot in his life, and was what everyone aspires to be - A good bloke. The huge turnout at his funeral beared witness to this. Family, friends, collegues, and comrades in arms. Dad touched a lot of peoples lives, and I think he would have been amazed himself at how many people came to pay tribute. He was a loving, caring husband, a great dad, and a wonderful man with a lot of integrity but an appreciation for a good time. Although I would gladly give anything to have him back, I realise this won't happen, and he wouldn't want us to dwell on his passing. instead, i look back on the good times and fond memories and remember a man who lived more in his 59 years than many people do in 80.
Rest in Peace Dad. You've more than earned it.