A lifetime ago my daddy got his wings. 30 years. Three decades. It doesn’t seem possible and yet I feel like I’ve not known another life.
Love Bug and I were talking about her grandpa this morning and she said that she misses him every single day. They would have adored each other I know. This morning she told me that our rainbow was extra lovely today because it stretched from my heart to her heart to grandpa’s heart and back again. That’s a lot of love isn’t it mumma?
This photo is a work in progress. It is being restored by a lovely woman who reached out on a pay it forward group I belong to asking if anyone had a photo that was really special to them but was showing signs of age. I was so excited when I found out that she could take out everything else from the photo so that it will eventually just be the two of us in the summer sunshine.
I love you daddy. I miss you every single day. Some days with a force that crushes my chest and makes it hard to breathe.
bumpyroadtobubba 
Thinking of you with much love especially today! Thank you for this beautiful reflection on your beloved daddy. Love you always, Aunty Marg xxxx
You look so much like your Love Bug in this picture! That’s a lot of rainbow love.
Ok, so I promise I am not a crazy lady (felt I should get that out there first) when I stumbled across your blog it inspired me, it made me see that other woman have babies alone so why couldn’t I. The more I thought about it, the more I was determined and I decided if I have still not met anyone in 5 years time I am going it alone. I had two awesomely supportive parents and thought with my Dad as a male role model my kid was going to be a-ok. 7ish months ago my Dad was diagnosed with terminal cancer a month ago he died. It rocked me to my core, and made me doubt my choice to have a child alone.
Now seeing that you have done it, without the support of your father has helped renew my determination all over again so thank you