Santa Baby

I met with dads consultant this morning he told me dad had possibly had a stoke over the weekend and it had extended( basically another stroke on top) he also gave me the news I didn't want to hear that basically he's dying, he's a very poorly man.

As I write this I'm filled with tears, tears of sadness but also tears of joy at having such a great dad, I've mentioned what a great childhood I had, teenage years and into adulthood he was not only my dad but my mate, we travelled together, played sport together and laughed together.

What ever the out come of this is I think I've been a very lucky daughter.