Where has the time gone?

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Is it really 6 and a half months since dad died?

Who would've believed that in the last few months my life could change so radically? I feel like a whirling dervish spinning, spinning, SPINNING!!!

A month after dads death I met up with the love of my life again after 12 years. The only man to ever break my heart and still make me go all gooey even after so long. He had come out of a very messy marriage but had two beautiful boys who made me laugh.

We talked a lot and decided to give it another try. If dads death had taught me anything it was that life is too short to pussyfoot around so grab what you want with both hands and enjoy the ride.

Three months after dads death I was engaged - 24 hours after his divorce was made absolute. A month after that we were (officially) moving in together into a 3 bedroom semi and being a happy family.

Our 1st Christmas together was wonderful and awful at the same time - I loved our first Christmas together but I hated that dad wasn't there to see it.

I am now preparing for a wedding in May 2011!!!!

Why couldn't this have happened while dad was here to see it and enjoy it?? I know my wedding day will be another filled with joy and anguish. Can I really go through with all of thoses faces of joy but eyes of despair 'What a shame her dads not here...'

Feeling very messed up and convinced people think this is some sort of bereavement reaction. I know its not. I always said that when I settled down it would have to be total and complete love or I wouldn't marry.

 

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  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    ......awwww what a lovely romantic story ..... i think your dad will be smiling down on you)

    wishing you both a very happy life together

    xNx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Your Dad will be so happy for you, yes the big day will be happy and sad, but this was meant to be you meeting your love again, enjoy your day and the rest of your life, your dad would have wanted this for you.

    With Love Lucylee. xxx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    It's 7 weeks to my wedding!

    After a few health problems which lay me low for quite a while I am back to my usual cheeky self.

    I'm getting married in 7 weeks!!!! Sorry, have I already said that? It's just that because we left plemty of time between getting engaged and getting married it always seemed such a long time away, but with me being ill for such a long time it has gone so fast.

    I am going through the usual bride paranoias, will I get in my dress? Will I stumble over my words? Will everything go smoothly? The groom will look handsome and I hope he is proud of me. I have convinced my big bro to give me away. I will always wish it was dad doing it but I know he'll be there in spirit he always loved a good knees up and he always swore he'd never see the day I got married because I was so choosy!

    It's been 21 months since dad died and not one day goes by that I don't miss him. Mum is doing brilliantly and we are always talking about dad and how much he made us laugh and drove us up the wall!

    I shall miss not having dad, Auntie Tracy, Auntie Gill and Auntie Judy there but the good news is two very speicial friends who have also been diagnosed with cancer will be there. One has just beaten breast cancer and the other is recovering well after his op for a tumour on his brain.

    Oh god! I shall be a married woman! I hope i'm good at it...xxxxxxxxxxx