75 today
Today would have been my dad’s 75th birthday - if he were still alive.
Seems strange to think of that kind of milestone for someone who is not around anymore.
It would be fair to say that my dad and I didn’t always see eye to eye. I suppose that expectation is an awful thing when it is not fulfilled - but there is not much I can do about that now.
My main regret is that my kids - and Tania - never got a chance to meet him. I never got the chance to see if having grandchildren would have changed our relationship at all - hopefully for the better.
Anyway - happy birthday dad.
I’m still here.
(For those that are wondering the photo is of my Uncle Geoff, Aunty Diane, my dad (Derek), Beverly, Lorna, Chris, Simon and myself. Taken in 1978 in New York.
