At his funeral (which was ghastly from start to finish) a 'friend' of my mother's stood up and spoke on her behalf about my Dad. He, whilst looking right at my sister and I, claimed that my Dad had loved three things in his lifetime; snooker, music and my Mum! With a single comment he wiped his daughters and grandchildren from his life.
Well, he was wrong. My Dad wasn't an entrepreneur or a socialite; he wasn't famous or infamous but he was a family man. He loved his daughters and the 3 Grandchildren he got to know; James, Katie and Arden. He would have equally adored Ben and Teddy for their cheeky faces and sunny natures. This year I want to make a space in which it can be acknowledged that Arline and I loved him t00.
The obvious place is Paignton. An area of Devon that my Dad loved and brought us to for 2 weeks each year. It is the only place I have been able to find him since he died. So today I began looking into having a bench dedicated to my Dad in one of the places he loved.
http://www.brixhamtowncouncil.gov.uk/index/leisure/parks/donationseats.htm
2 comments:
I could not have put it better myself.We can never pur right what was done that day, by putting a bench in Dads favorite spot we can at least tell the world how much we loved Dad and we know how much he loved us. he was a grandad for too short a time, but would have loved his 5 grandchildren dearly. I thank you with all my heart for doing this. A xx
In a year of pointless things to do it's the one that matters.
We'll sit on that bench eating fish & chips and drinking champagne one day soon.
Love you J x x x
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