For My Dad
My Dad was born to a very poor family in Wales. Dad wanted to leave his much loved Wales before he had to go work in the mines, which he did and went to London.
What do I remember about him? I remember his voice - he truly had a beautiful voice. Dad was one of seven brothers and most of them sang - Dad loved to sing. It was his most favourite passion but then he was good at it. All too soon he passed away at the age of 57. I so miss my dad and I regret that during his lifetime we were not that close. I like to think we grew closer as I got older but then he died so young and I just wished I had appreciated him more and been closer to him.
Dad, no matter what. Always remember that I know who you are and where you are now. Always remember that I love you with all my heart and so regret not being able to tell you that. It took me a long time to come to terms with you being gone and I had to live with feeling guilty for not saying the things I should have said when you were here.
Dad, I love you and miss you with all my heart. I am so sorry if I caused you pain. I didn't mean to. I wish I could tell you that but I hope you can hear my words now.
Love you, miss you. Hugs are being sent your way.
Love from Lin xoxoxo