To ask you to tell me about the loved ones you’ve lost this year.

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tell me how wonderful they are and let their memories live on.

My dad.
I miss him ever so.

Dad was a blessed person, everything he did was done efficiently. He was great at mending things, and getting the job done quickly. He died with a smile on his face.

My favourite memory.. car drives with my papa. One of the last long journeys we did together was a highly scenic route. The views are always stunning when we travel to my aunt's and take the country roads, but this time there was something majestic about the way the green hills loomed over us, and the shade of blue of the sky! I feel like it was foreshadowing his departure, just as the beautiful journey had to end, so too did our time together.

I'm a sappy, sentimental soul so I cherish every little memory with my papa.

Thank you for starting this thread. It's been some months, but I wish people would give me the space to talk about him still. :(

My friend and her unborn baby were murdered earlier this year. She was the most beautiful soul and nobody ever deserved their fate less. She would have been the most wonderful mother. We were looking forward to doing our time in soft plays etc together and I know our babies would have been great friends too.
This Christmas has not looked anything like what we all thought it would. I feel sad in my very bones.

I'm so sorry to hear this x

We lost uncle earlier this year. He was a larger than life character with twinkly light brown eyes. Generous beyond belief and with a big heart. His door was open for anyone. He had burnt his feet (lack of feeling due to uncontrolled diabetes) yet still managed to make my wedding because he wanted to see me as a bride. He told my dh that I was as much his daughter as I was my dad's. My dad and him were brothers in law but brothers at heart and when in each others company would talk for hours. I'd curl up on the sofa, lean my head on his shoulder and go to sleep as a child when visiting their house. When he died my cousin told me not to cry, that his test was over now and he was free and would be waiting for us. I truly do believe that we will meet again, that those we love and love us so deeply are never truly taken from us.

My dad just died on Christmas day. He wasn't particularly old, early 60s. He wasn't unwell or ill in any way. He just didn't turn up for Christmas dinner and when we went to his house to check on him, he was lying on his bedroom floor and he was already gone. I'm still in a state of shock I think and can't stop wondering what on earth happened.

But my favourite memories growing up were carboot sale Sunday's. Every Sunday without fail he'd take me a walk down the river to a local carboot for a wander around, buy me a new dvd or toy and a little homemade cake. Then we'd get a greasy burger from the snack van and sit on the river front to eat. We did this together for years until I became a teenager and didn't want to anymore. I now wish I had done it with him for longer. He was a wonderful dad.

That is heartbreaking. I am so sorry. You must be in so much shock. 😢

Huge hug and handhold. 💐

My friend. He was younger than me and had undiagnosed cancer. I wish we had believed him when he said he felt unwell. It still feels unreal. He was too big a character not to be here any more.