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DEAR DAD *a thread*
It’s been 6 years & 2 days since we had breakfast at Wimpy, hugged each other & said goodbye. 6 years & 2 days since we both seemingly knew it was the end.
I can recall those early Saturday mornings playing Bakers Mini Cricket on the Crusaders cricket grounds
It’s been 6 years & 2 days since we had breakfast at Wimpy, hugged each other & said goodbye. 6 years & 2 days since we both seemingly knew it was the end.
I can recall those early Saturday mornings playing Bakers Mini Cricket on the Crusaders cricket grounds
The memories watching Jonty Rhodes hit the stumps at the 1992 World Cup. Being selected for my first ever cricket tour and your pride was too much to conceal as you wiped your eyes. Your love for everything I did, even if it was short lived - you were never disappointed with me.
You never thought you’d be a grandpa but you made it to see 2 little boys born into the Smith family. I couldn’t believe I’d become a dad myself, and we drank whisky together as you filled my heart with a life of your favourite memories and what was to come.
We spoke every single day for as long as I can remember. But 6 years and 1 day ago you were tired. You didn’t go to work and you needed to sleep. You tried to call me 6 years and 1 day ago but it was 6pm and we had a 3 yr old and a 2 month old that needed bathing, dinner and bed.
I tried to call you back just after 7pm but you had already gone to bed. No bother, I’d speak to you in the morning.
But 6 years ago today you never woke up. I never cried when the news was broken to me - I just sighed as I realised the time had come.
But 6 years ago today you never woke up. I never cried when the news was broken to me - I just sighed as I realised the time had come.
I drove 600kms to your home that morning, packed your things, closed your business, and made arrangements to bury you.
At the end of the day I went to see you one last time. 6 years ago I saw you laying on that cold table and I fell to my knees as I held your head in my hands.
At the end of the day I went to see you one last time. 6 years ago I saw you laying on that cold table and I fell to my knees as I held your head in my hands.
Your hair was washed clean and it was so soft. You always had beautiful hair. And your face was gentle, there was no more pain. I cried as I held you. My best friend was finally gone from my life.
6 years ago today a piece of my heart died but the biggest part of my heart is alive because of everything you did for me.
My hero, my best friend, my dad.
21/03/1951 to 05/08/2014
My hero, my best friend, my dad.
21/03/1951 to 05/08/2014
