Tomorrow is Remembrance Sunday and I’ll be reflecting on my dad. Sadly as I was brought up through the care system I never got to know him while he was alive although I did meet him on a couple of brief occasions.
At the times when I met him I had a very negative view of him on account of having had biased information passed down to me and so our brief times together were never especially memorable. However, some time after his passing I met up with his brother, my uncle Trevor, who gave me a very different story about my dad and that is something I will be forever grateful for. Quite a lot of what uncle Trevor told me about my dads experiences during the war were very painful to listen to and not something I want to write about here but there is no doubt in my mind that he did his bit.
Tomorrow I will remember all of those people who gave their lives for the peace I have in mine and be giving my sincere thanks. I’ll be thinking of all of the families who have lost dear ones during all conflicts around the world and praying for them. Every day my thoughts are always with the men and women who are currently in the armed forces and out there keeping us all safe and tomorrow will be no exception. But tomorrow I will also be remembering my very own hero. My dad X