Dad's gone back

I'm back at my table. I havent actually sat here to do work for a while.. not since Dad came anyway. But he's gone home, left this morning at 7.30. I woke up before 6am, pushing the heavy sadness that was lingering over my head away.

Dad's been here for almost 2 months, and what a quick 2 months it has been. How fragile human emotions are. One moment everything's ok, just take a deep breath. Everything's fine. But the next i'm spiralling down a tunnel of big blobs of tears. But then again, the most assuring thing with Dad going home is Mum and Neil having him at home again.

Hard to believe that Neil is now taller than Pa. How tall are you going to grow?

Miss you very much.