Dear my precious Daddy.. It's been 3 weeks since you fell with the Angels and I must say I think it has just hit me that you aren't in Spain sitting on the balconette drinking a cold can of Cruz Campo looking out onto your favourite place on earth. But infant you are gone for good. Many tears have been shed, but not all sad.. I have reminisced on the most amazing times we had together as father and daughter and remembered all of the holidays and parties we all attended as a family. It was clear to see how loved you were from the amount of people at your beautiful send off. I wish I didn't take you for granted so much, but I know you only ever did what you thought was right as you loved your daughters more than anything in the world. And we love you too, more than anything in the world. When I listen to my Motown album and think of you, the baby lays so still and I know she is finding comfort in me sitting back and reflecting. I can't wait to tell her all about you and I know you will be with her every step of the way! But please don't be there when she is being delivered! 😃 Love you Dad more than you'll ever know xxxx