7 years ago yesterday my dad died. Just over 7 years ago I started posting on TT. 7 years ago all I wanted to do move here, it consumed me and got me through. To be honest, I never thought that I would actually do it.
Once he died I couldn't imagine being away from my mum on his birthday or the day he died (8 days apart). I always made a big deal of making sure that we did something for him to be remembered.
Yesterday (thousands of kms from my mum) I slept in, I had breakfast with 3 fantastic new friends, one of whom is going travelling round Europe for a couple of months and who I'll see in Budapest in 2 weeks time. Then I went and spent the day lying in Hyde Park with a book, dozing on and off. To finish the day, I caught up with some more friends, back to the park and had long lazy conversations about nothing in the sun.
I'm here, I'm doing it. It blows me away how much I've grown in the last 7 years, let alone 5 months. I've lit a candle in every city I've been to for my father because he is the reason that I'm travelling, he instilled me with this curiosity about everything from a young age.
I always worry about whether or not he would be proud of what I'm doing and yesterday he would have been.
That is all.
3 comments:
Good for you sweetie. I'm glad you're really enjoying yourself. I'm sure your dad would be immensely proud :)
Sorry I missed this when you posted it. I love how your dad inspired you to travel. My dad inspired a love of old cars in me - funny how when they're not around, they still are! Hope you're doing well. XOXO
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