Missing dad a lot! It tends to come in waves now, which is strange but just about manageable. I think what caused it was I was looking through a stack of photos someone had left in the computer room, as I saw baby photos of my brother and I on the top. Flicking through, there was a photo of mum and dad on holiday, with dad looking so young! He had a nice smile on his face, it was a great picture. It helped distract from mum's insane 80's perm, bless.
It's an odd thought, that whenever someone hears I'm missing him strongly, they very sweetly recommend I go visit the crematorium and have a little sit. The odd part is the practice of when you're missing somebody that's gone, you should go to the place that reminds you that they really are dead. But they do have a point, I always feel a lot better after visiting. I don't get upset there anymore, the memorial gardens really are beautiful. I took dad some daffodils the other week to Spring the plaque up a bit, they look great. I want to take a photo but it always seems wrong to me to take a picture in a place like that. Maybe next time.
In other news, there is no other news. I'll have to update when I have more than one thing to talk about, boo.