Sunday, 21 March 2010
Today is a very sad day.
The Sweetheart's Dad passed away at 11 this morning.
He went into Epworth Hospital yesterday morning after a few little T.I.A.s but this was not at all expected.
This is when I wrote about him on ANZAC Day last year, at the bottom of that entry about the other soldiers in my family.
And this is the quilt I made for him last year when he moved in to Happy Paddocks. He had it on his bed all the time, but hidden under the bedspread as he was so worried somebody might steal it. But he showed everyone so the whole world knew where it was anyway!
Here he is with The Sweetheart and my brother-in-law at his 88th birthday party in January. The BIL is such a pest - here he is pulling Dad's whiskers...
This is the entry for Dad's birthday with a little bit about him.
My Dad died when I was 17, he had been ill for ten years before he died (Multiple Myeloma) which meant I was really very young when he was last a healthy fathering man.
I have so missed having a Dad in my life for most of it. The Sweetheart's Dad was a bloke who certainly lived life to the full. (And then some!). Yep, he had a good innings...
I am going off to have a little think, and a cuppa tea, and then drive to Melbourne.