Dad

The central figure in my life moved on twelve years ago today and the sense of loss I felt was immeasurable.
People told me that time heals, it hasn’t, what time has done is allow me to come to terms with my grief, my Dad will be with me always, in my heart, in the way I behave and in my thoughts.
When I close my eyes I can see him and I can hear him and it makes me smile and in that brief moment I am with him again.
I can see him in my children and in my family.
I miss him.
But
“To die completely, a person must not only forget but be forgotten, and he who is not forgotten is not dead”