On Tuesday 20th April my wonderful Dad passed away peacefully in Auckland Hospital. He has been sick for quite sometime so he is at peace now. Truth be told, I'm feeling numb and not really looking forward to the funeral tomorrow.
I think most of my sadness at the moment is when I look at little Cara. She won't know her Poppa and that just breaks my heart. I always knew that he wouldn't be around for long when she was born (he was 84 when he passed), but that knowledge has not made anything easier that's for sure.
I know my Mum will get through this, she is strong and has myself and my two brothers there to support her. My outlet over the past couple of days has been my sewing machine, surprisingly. Well not really surprising I guess considering the amount I do. Also my knitting needles have been smoking too.
I haven't taken any photo's though, these will come at a later date. I haven't got much else to say really, I'm never one for expressing myself with words. So I will leave it at that for now.
I love you Dad, you will always be a part of this family.