I lost my Dad to cancer , saw him during treatment and hair loss . I didn't visit him in Canada or go to his funeral as I wanted to remember him as he was which hurt my Mum even though they had divorced , he'd met and was living with someone else .

Starts to feel hard on birthdays , Christmas initially. Looking at photos is both sad and weird but he lives on through me, my brother , my mum and his grandchildren . Time and memories of him in my heart and growing up I realise , what a good life on this earth and we'll meet again in the future 💜