You write so beautifully, Natasha. And this piece hits me especially as I lost my dad last year. He was 70 and I foolishly thought he would love forever! But that is the human way. To protect us from the impossible, unbearable pain of losing someone we cannot live without. I am learning to live without his presence on earth but it's a difficult transition. I preferred the world when my father was in it but I hope gradually I will adjust.
I love reading about your life with your ageing family (the very old and the very young). And I feel inspired to write about my own, so thanks!
I read this to my Dad, he must have loved it just as much as I did. No one reads him stories wherever he is.
You write so beautifully, Natasha. And this piece hits me especially as I lost my dad last year. He was 70 and I foolishly thought he would love forever! But that is the human way. To protect us from the impossible, unbearable pain of losing someone we cannot live without. I am learning to live without his presence on earth but it's a difficult transition. I preferred the world when my father was in it but I hope gradually I will adjust.
I love reading about your life with your ageing family (the very old and the very young). And I feel inspired to write about my own, so thanks!
So, so beautiful and every one who has a father will agree!! You make writing seem effortless!