This is a touching and beautifully written piece, especially the part where you say, "I come here to try and grasp the ghostly hand of my dad." It feels like you've opened your heart and taken me back to your childhood — reminding me of the warm hugs my dad used to give, they were the best 💜
Thanks so much, Susan. I really appreciate your kind words. I’m glad that it touched you and reminded you of your own dad. We sometimes think of our parents as invincible so the realisation that they’re just human is a shock as we get older ourselves x
Such a lovely, poignant story, so well-told, Nat. Parents are such complicated creatures. My mom died a few weeks ago. She was 99, about a month shy of turning 100. I’m 66, and I’ve struggled all my life to understand her.
I like how you include your daughters in the beginning of this piece. I imagine that you must wonder, as you write about your father, what your daughters might write about you someday. Here’s hoping it doesn’t get sad.
I’m so sorry, Marie ♥️ Complicated relationships are made all the more difficult at times like these. I’m thinking of you and sending love. I have a similar thing with complicated relationships so I partly understand what you must be going through. Much love Xx
Thanks, Jack, that’s a kind thought.
Also to say, you’re right, he was very complicated. My childhood was awkward/unusual, and the memories I have from when I was younger are vivid ♥️
This is a touching and beautifully written piece, especially the part where you say, "I come here to try and grasp the ghostly hand of my dad." It feels like you've opened your heart and taken me back to your childhood — reminding me of the warm hugs my dad used to give, they were the best 💜
Thanks, Maureen, I appreciate it 🙏
Thanks so much, Susan. I really appreciate your kind words. I’m glad that it touched you and reminded you of your own dad. We sometimes think of our parents as invincible so the realisation that they’re just human is a shock as we get older ourselves x
You are welcome! Thanks for sharing.
That’s is true, but it’s sometimes hard to see that they will never change either.
Very true ♥️
Such a lovely, poignant story, so well-told, Nat. Parents are such complicated creatures. My mom died a few weeks ago. She was 99, about a month shy of turning 100. I’m 66, and I’ve struggled all my life to understand her.
I like how you include your daughters in the beginning of this piece. I imagine that you must wonder, as you write about your father, what your daughters might write about you someday. Here’s hoping it doesn’t get sad.
Marie, I'm so sorry. x
Thank you, Rebecca. I appreciate it ❤️
I’m so sorry, Marie ♥️ Complicated relationships are made all the more difficult at times like these. I’m thinking of you and sending love. I have a similar thing with complicated relationships so I partly understand what you must be going through. Much love Xx
Thank you ❤️
Oh gosh, Nat. Such a beautifully-written piece - sending love.
Thanks so much, Rebecca, much appreciated x