Tempus Fugit

One year ago today we lost my Dad and we have finally got a grave stone placed over his interred ashes. I took today off work to give Mum some support and I think this may be an annual event.

I really can't believe that a year has gone by since I was scrabbling around trying to get a flight back from Singapore after getting a call from my brother to say Dad had passed. It all still seems a little unreal and whenever I go into our front room I almost expect to see Dad sitting in his chair dozing (or resting his eyes as he used to say). Rest in peace Dad now that you have your new front door.