Today it is 2 years since my dad passed away. It's a day I start to dread at the beginning of May. It's like the countdown to being faced with a memory of the worst day ever. 22nd May, I despise you.
Thursday is a busy day at work and I work in Largs on a Thursday morning, out my own office. To be honest, I never asked for it off but I'm sure they would have allowed it.
Minuting a meeting is hard when you are thinking about the timeline of that day.
I wrote a lot more about that day but then deleted it. It's my memories but it's also my sisters and my mums memories. That's for them.
My wee boy went his p1 school trip that day. I had just dropped him off and waited for the bus to leave. I had just came off nightshift. It was walking bus week. All these memories that came to me throughout the day.
Love you dad xx