19/01/2026
Tomorrow, Tuesday 20th January, will mark five years since my dad passed away. 🌹
I was aged 26 at the time, he was just 64, and died under sudden circumstances. He simply fell asleep on the sofa in the living room, and didn't wake up. It was the worst time of my life.
Fast forward five years and I'm a greater man. I live an improved life, one which I value more. I enjoy being funeral director now that I can empathise with families. I spend as much time with my boy, Hugo, as I know my time on this planet is not guarenteed.
I miss my dad, of course. I'm gutted he didn't get the opportunity to meet his 11th grandchild, or stand by my side at my wedding. But the memories I do have, I will cherish forever and I am grateful for him making me the man I have become. I hope he is proud.
I've written a blog on the loss of my dad. If you, or someone you know, may be struggling, then please share this with them. If it helps just one person, then that's an extra person my dad has helped and his legacy continues.
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