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.
A year ago today I received a phone call to say that my Dad (Bob) had died. A year on…
This time last week I made the decision to go and visit my dad (let’s call home Bob). Those of…
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.
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