My dad died at home in his sleep yesterday. He was 82 years old and he missed mum who died 4 months ago. They had been married 60 years. Mum was 79. Funny how you look back on your parent's lives and get snapshots of moments that you recall vividly and others that are like an echo. You remember it vaguely but not where it came from.
Tomorrow the family are going to get together for lunch and a few drinks and to reminisce about our parents. There are a lot of things that make families irritating but this time, it's usually when we mutually agree to meet on neutral ground and focus on the good times.
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