Well, if anyone's reading, you'll have noticed Fangworld has been pretty quiet since January.
Early Feb, a friend of ours died of cancer. Then my Dad died suddenly, but peacefully, early March.
The death of a parent is a devastating thing and the emotions we have all gone through over the past few weeks are far-ranging and very powerful. I always have trouble with the belief thing - it's hard to believe someone I've known all my life, spent time with, laughed with, fought with, loved and made up with, has gone.
God, this is hard to write. My Dad loved his life. He was one of those people who was always busy. If he's looking down on me now, I bet he'll be wondering why I spend time writing this blog. I dunno myself sometimes, but have a vague notion a higher purpose will make itself known someday.
Time heals, I guess.
I'm still here.