Today I went for my routine lunchtime walk in the woods. And on the last stretch I felt sadness as I miss my Dad.
Most of the joy I got from having this business was seeing his pride in me. That was all I ever wanted to do was make him proud. And I think he was.
He died suddenly about 18 months ago, and was only 72. I regret so much not spending much more of my time with him, and I now try to spend as much time as I can with my mum who has been so strong.
So I just thought I would get some of the these thoughts out somewhere and why not here?! Dad, if you are looking down please know you were everything to me, I miss you every single day and I will always try and make you proud.
