Treasure the days as the years fly by.

Treasure the days as the years fly by

Arthur - My Dad!

7th January 2007

age 73 years

Today it's been 7 years since my dad passed away due to the dreaded C word, cancer, I was 17 years old at the time and I still can't believe he's gone. I always feel a bit grumpy on 7th January now, I always think of all the things he's missed... The babies, the weddings, christmas' and birthdays. He was one of those people that would of given you his very last pound, had a funny sense of humor that not everyone understood and was very loving. His life was his family and I feel very lucky to be his daughter... I was a bit of a daddy's girl if I'm honest!

My Dad holding me, with my brother and sister in Llandudno, North Wales

It feels like yesterday we were on our last family holiday in Ireland but actually that was in 2005, the years really do fly by and I think it's so important to treasure the days you have with the ones you love because the sad fact of life is you don't know what tomorrow is going to bring! We knew my dad was dying and he passed away at home surrounded by his family so we got the chance to say goodbye but if I'm completely honest I would of preferred him to not have suffered as much as he did.

I wish I told him how proud I was of him and Mum, if you ever read this - Thank you for looking after my dad as well as you did. x