04/12/2025
✨ Last week, in the very early hours of Wednesday morning, my dad breathed his last breath.
Together we stayed with him as he passed over. Time stood still as we watched, waited and held him through his last moments.
Even though in my heart I’d already said goodbye over and over again through the long years of dementia. His passing has profoundly re-arranged my sense of where I fit in the world.
He’s always been there.
And now he’s not.
I’m not sure yet how to make sense of that..
My biggest sadness is that his grandkids won’t get to spend more time with him. He loved reading to them, taking them on train journeys, playing little cars, and eating ice cream with them.
Forever grateful to sit with him last week.
Forever grateful he was my dad.
We’ll miss you dad.
And we’ll remember you too.
Thanks for being my dad.
Sophie xx