Happy birthday Daddy, I miss you and love you.

Apparently today, 15th November, is ‘I love to write day’? No idea who, where, what or why that is, but the date is significant to me as it’s my Dad’s birthday – he would have turned 71. So in honour of the day, I’m going to write briefly about him.

Above is my recent sketch from a favourite photo of him taken on my wedding day in 1994, he is embracing me as I leave to go away on honeymoon (I didn’t include myself in the sketch as it’s the back of my head and big wedding hairdos are hard to draw). I love this photograph but it’s a bitter reminder of how much I have missed his hugs for the past seventeen years.

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Remembering a child at Christmas

Last Christmas was so unbearably sad.¬†My eight year old nephew had passed away on the 17th December and we just did not know how to make our way through the ‘season of joy’.¬†Everything was bitter, cold and so very dark. Continue reading Remembering a child at Christmas