He passed on in late January 2022 and I have not been able to talk about it. I was extremely traumatised by the horrible nature of things both before and after his passing. Honestly it will likely haunt me for the rest of my life but my Pop loved me and mine. He even fought his way back through the dementia to tell me that he loved me and he recognised me too, calling me “Tashie, my little Tashie” 😭. That says all that needs to be said really.
Coming up to Christmas – I miss him. Love you Pop






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