Few people were as full of life as my Dad. His exploits in his late 70s earned him the monikor of Wonderdad. Yet just over two years after I started blogging, he was gone.
In my mind he is still sitting at a table in the hospice, working on another project on his MacBook as the autumn sun slants through the windows, just as he was during the last week that I spent with him. Here are some of my other memories..
Adventures in the snow:
http://www.lookingforbluesky.com/2010/12/adventures-in-winterland.html
His last visit to Dublin:
http://www.lookingforbluesky.com/2011/03/going-to-go.html
Good wine and better conversation:
http://www.lookingforbluesky.com/2011/07/compromise-confusion-and-dash-of-aspie.html
When we knew that time was running out:
http://www.lookingforbluesky.com/2011/08/what-do-you-wish-for-when-time-is.html
Five things you should know about him:
http://www.lookingforbluesky.com/2011/09/five-things-i-want-you-to-know-about-my.html
A final precious week:
http://www.lookingforbluesky.com/2011/11/time-with-grandad.html
The End:
http://www.lookingforbluesky.com/2011/11/i-am-heartbroken.html
On trying to move on:
http://www.lookingforbluesky.com/2011/11/moving-on.html
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