I witnessed love in it's purest, most innocent, unconditional form yesterday. It had everyone close by in tears but it's really does bring home what is most important in life.
It's been a while since my last post and it's been a difficult and emotional few weeks. I haven't felt able to share my thoughts and feelings on here as they are to raw and my writing has been purely for personal benefits. I won't go to far into it all but my dad has been ill in hospital and yesterday he was finally allowed home.
My 6 year old daughter, who sees her grandad almost every day, has missed him terribly. So, when we took her round yesterday to visit and she found to her amazement Grandad sat in his favourite chair, She flew across the room, threw her arms around his neck, kissed him, stroked him, looked at him and kissed him some more. With her arms wrapped around his neck was where she stayed for the whole half hour visit. The only noise was the occasional little giggle that she couldn't hold in.
"Mummy" she asked a bit later on, "When Father Christmas brings me some presents I'm not going to open any until my Grandad is here because do you know I love him so much that I am going to wait and he can help me."
Needless to say on the visit today she was struck to him like super-glue.