Hello everyone, sad to find myself here.
My dad died on Wednesday, 4 weeks after his diagnosis of metastatic brain tumours. He was 66, and an incredibly healthy and active man. He was also gentle, hard-working, loyal, unassuming, funny, clever and handsome.
I am numb at the moment, but very irritable with those around me.
We have had a hell of a year. My mum has advanced stomach and liver cancer, diagnosed in January. Dad made such a wonderful job of caring for her. I am so proud of him for that, but I'm also gutted that he spent his last 6 months watching poor mum suffer so much.
I can identify with the funeral quandaries- hard to know how many people will come and worried we'll get the catering wrong. I am planning to wear a green dress to dad's funeral. He liked green.