A very dear man called Reg that I used to know died last night. He was 81. He used to be my father-in-law. I was married to his son for 13 years, but with him for 17 years, so I knew Reg very well..... , a truly wonderful, lovely man.
Im upset for my girls. Two are away for the weekend, thankfully, but the eldest Kirsty was with her Grandad when he died. She is a very brave, caring girl, who at the tender age of 18 excelled herself last night, and I am so proud of her. She is training to be a nurse at our local hospital, but to be able to deal with the death of a loved one, goes far beyond the emotions of caring for patients.
This has hit me harder than I expected. When I split with my ex, nearly 7 years ago, it was bitter and nasty, and I also fell out with one of his brothers, and since then I have never had the chance to go to see my ex father in law, but before all that we were very close, and I spent a lot of time with him. The rest of the family talk to me and now things are better with the ex and we can talk, and I have text him today to say if there is anything I can do , then just ask. But I just feel so sad that I never had chance to say goodbye to this lovely man.
The funeral will inevitably be in a week or so's time, I would love to go and pay my respects, but really don't want to upset anyone by being there...... its so hard.
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