Well, the funeral is over, and I'm not sure what to feel now. So much time spent preparing for it. Glad I spoke and I think my Dad would have liked the service - we had lots of happy pictures out on the tables at the reception, and was much nicer to talk to everyone who came about the good times than about the illness and the end.
Next task is clearing Dad's flat out - we've only got a few weeks to do it, but…
Feels like the past few days have just been a constant list of to-do's, speaking to DWP, bank, housing association, funeral director... Friends have been fantastic - sadly for them, I have a number of friends who have been in the same position, so they know how hard this is. Feeling a bit lost now - saw or spoke to my Dad every day, and now just have the pictures (which are happy pictures at least), and I still talk…
My lovely Dad passed away in the early hours of Friday 14th January, after an 18 month battle against lymphoma. He did really well to hang on for seven months after receiving the news that no more treatment would be provided, and we had a lovely Christmas, but it was just too much for him, and he went into hospital on 31st December and didn't come back out. Although i couldn't look after him at home, I saw him every…
