My Dad died 12 years ago and I just miss him so much at the moment, I think it's because when you are having those big life moments you just desperately want to share them and you can't and it's brutal.
DS2 is having his 2nd afternoon at primary school, he starts in September, and this morning when I dropped him at pre school this morning, a friend had her Dad with her and he was saying 'Grandad will you see you after big school and take you for ice cream" And boom, it was like a knife in my heart, had to get home ASAP before the tears came.
I also feel a little bit pathetic as I have a meeting later with DS2 teacher about something I feel pissed off and angry about but presently feel unable to articulate myself.
I need to get a grip. If my Dad were here now, he would tell me to go in there and get on with it and don't come out until I am happy!
Off to wash my face and do some deep breathing.