It's bitter sweet

It's 6 years to this date that my father passed away. It's amazing that after all these years I still feel that he will come back some day. I guess it's just one of the ways people grieve. I look for signs of him in Sienna's litte smiles that she's started making and any other glimmer of his reflection through her... It's all a bit soon for that I suppose.

Some days I miss him so much as we are doing something or going somewhere where he would have love to have come. It must be so especially hard for mum but she is not one to talk about such things... that's just the way it is with her and fair be it as it's her way of grieving...

Well the sun is out here and I hope to enjoy this day in his honour.

Daddy we miss you!