I started a blog post today and have just deleted it all.

Basically, today is 18 years since my Dad died. He went SCUBA diving on Easter (Holy) Saturday and drowned. I still don’t understand how it happened, but it did. I have now been alive longer without Dad than with him. We had an interesting relationship, but I know he loved me and deep down thought he was was doing the best job he could as a father. He probably was too.

I look at Mum who has been alone for most of these 18 years, well at least the last 15. I think I used to worry about loneliness and being alone, but really I just have to look at Mum and her full life and realise that as long as I have friends around me I’ll be fine.

RIP Patrick John Christian Henderson. 9th Jan 1939 – 14th April 1990. I do miss you Dad.

Tags: Dad, death, memories, Mum, parenting, personal reflection

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