Remembering.....

He had a difficult childhood

beaten by his stepdad

ran away when he was 14

joined the Navy and got in with a not so good crowd

then he met the love of his life

they had one daughter who was the apple of his eye

25 years as a fireman, saving lives and being a hero

but he had a problem - alcohol - it made life messy

until the day he encountered the God of grace and love

miraculously he didn't need that 'drink' any more

he knew a joy and peace at last - something he had never known before

4 little granddaughters came along

bringing life and laughter in all its fullness

one even had hair his colour (a beautiful red).

The years past and he became carer for the one who had loved him so selflessly.

31st January 5 years ago, heavy with responsibility and

disorientated beause his dear one was in hospital with yet another chest infection,

he went out to get his newspaper

and eager to get back, ran in front of a speeding car.

A tragic end

no time for goodbyes

This was my dad.  I miss him.

"Joy and sorrow are sisters; they live in the same house"

Macrina Wiederkehr