There is no comprehension of any of this, how could there be. What I do know is that my Dad’s legacy continues through our amazing family, through his wife, my mother who is the most resilient, loving, and incredible person I know. Through his daughter, my sister, Phoebe who has found a new way to connect with Dad and a way to connect us to him too. Through his son, my brother Murray who continues to persevere and make him proud every single day. Through his second son, my brother Robson who proves to us all that with love and determination we can come through anything. Through his wonderful Grandchildren who bring a light to us all that we couldn’t be more thankful for. Through every single person he influenced, which I know was so many, in every hug he gave, in every word of guidance, every smile, and every piece of love he showed to so many.
“There are some who bring a light so great to the world that even after they have gone the light remains.” — Unknown
Therefore we must go back, we must, over time, relive the painful moments, the moments we thought we’d never witness, the levels of sadness we thought didn’t exist, the gravity of the pain of losing someone we can’t live without, we must do this in order to truly take in the complexities of what has happened. Slowly as we let bits of this back into our mind and as we release emotion towards it, we work through it, gently after time passes these moments become further apart, and only then can we start to flow forwards, minute by minute, day by day.
With all this in mind comes the reliving of the lighter times, every memory made, every sandcastle in the sun, every bike ride, every house we built a home, every holiday, every gelato we tried, every beautiful walk in the woods, every warm embrace, every breakfast, lunch and dinner, every wise word shared, every funny moment, every tear we shed, every bonfire night, every firework set off, every beer in the pub, every cocktail at the restaurant, every Christmas market, every fair ground, every birthday, every new years eve, every wedding, every celebration, more extravagant than the last, all of this brought together in what is the incredible memory of my, quite truthfully, absolutely epic Dad.
“When we are reminded that life is fleeting, we learn to appreciate every moment with more poignancy. We are grateful for every moment, we remain present and savour each minute. — the essence of life warms my heart and fills me with gratitude.”