Where do I begin? It’s been a year since you passed away and it doesn’t make it any easier. You were such an amazing, caring, loving person and I have so many memories from my childhood when I lived with you and Nan.
I’m sorry I wasn’t able to attend your funeral, and even though you didn’t drink I made sure I had a drink for you on my birthday. I did talk to Mum whilst you were in Hospital, and it was quite upsetting to hear how much she was hurting, I kept telling her to stay strong as I know that’s what you would have wanted.
You’ve touched so many lives and would always go out of your way to help others, you never gave up on anyone. You never used to get angry, you were always calm, happy and down to earth. There isn’t one bad thing to say about you and I believe everyone that has ever known you would also agree.I remember when I was little we used to watch X-Files at night and you would fall asleep through it. I would wake you at the and tell you how good the episode was. You used to agree pretending you didn’t fall asleep or that I didn’t notice. I also remember when you used to teach me how to speak Fijian, I still have the papers where you wrote out all the words and how to pronounce them. I found them in a box that Mum and Dad brought up which was packed away. When I saw it, I instantly got sad knowing that you have gone.
It is strange to think that you’re not around anymore, but I know that you’re in Heaven watching down on us all. You may not have got to see Cayden in person, but I know that you are looking down and smiling. You and Nan were together so many years, and were always happy, I don’t ever remember hearing arguments or anything. You two were always smiling. I really wish I could be even half the man you are. I’ve made so many mistakes in my life and some that have hurt more than just myself.
Some memories of my time with you summed up would be: Bingo, Lotto, X-Files, School, Poker, Cricket and peppermints. Oh, the peppermints! I used to love getting them from the jar you had on top of the fridge, I remember the day I was tall enough to reach them, then you moved them again. Also the ice cream once a week, I always looked forward to that!
I don’t know what to say, I wish we did talk more often, I’m sorry I never got to say goodbye. I would give anything to be able to talk to you one last time and share some of your wisdom with me. You were the best Pop I ever had, and I know you will always be with me in my heart.
Even though you don’t drink, every year on my birthday I will have a drink for you since it’s only two days away.
I love you Pop, I hope you’re enjoying it up there. I will see you again one day.
R.I.P. 08/01/1925 – 15/03/2012