August 2008 - a lifetime ago. I'm dipping my toes back in the water, but it feels icy cold at the moment, and I'm not a cold-water kind of gal. I need a steaming hot spa to tempt me in.
Sadly, my dad passed away on the 14th November 2008. His last few months were difficult, but I'm glad I got the chance to say 'good-bye'. I'm not sure if he ever found the peace I was hoping he'd find. He fought everyone and everything the whole, bitter way. And honestly, I never expected anything else. He raged against the day, but there were too many battles to fight. His absence has left a huge hole in my life, and he is sadly missed by all who loved him.
