Some of you may have noticed that I havent blogged for a while, this isn’t because I didn’t have anything to show you all, but be cause sadly we lost my Dad to a fight against endocarditis. Dad had been ill for a long time with a condition called Hypertrophy Cardio Myopathy which we belive in turn led to this infection being fatal.
This man has played such a big part in my life, he taught me so many things such as how to fly a kite, how to ride a bike, how to fix and change a car engine, and several other things in between. If it wasn’t for Dad I don’t think I would ever have become involved in the Scout movement where I have met so many wonderful people over the years.
One thing he did teach me was to stand by your convictions, that if you believe in something strongly enough then you can usually find a way to make it happen.
R.I.P Dad, we will miss you but not forget you
The poem was inside a card given to my Mum and it reads:
THINK OF ME
The images of me that have gone before
Are the images of me you will see no more,
For I am not visible to the naked eye
But I do not wish anyone to cry.
Just close your eyes and you will find
The images of me are in your mind.
Hold that image close to your heart And we will never be apart.
For I loved you and you loved me
And together we will always be.
Please think of me with joy and gladness
And clear your heart of any sadness.
The images are there for you to see
Just close your eyes and there I will be.