One for my Father in Law

Eleven years ago today, my husband’s father died.
He had been ill for many years so it was expected, though we wish the circumstances had been different.

Over the years, we got into some great debates on a variety of subjects, and I have some very fond memories of him.
Like him playing Father Christmas for the kids at the local charity fete, and me asking to have a little practice on his knee. As I was at my heaviest, he said it made more sense for me to wear the suit and he’d sit on my knee.
Like the gingerbread I cooked on his behalf, the singing tie, and our day in Weymouth.

My last memory is Boxing Day, and us going into the hospice to visit. We’d been up on Christmas Eve and given him some small gifts, including his favourite chocolate and some thick woolly socks as he’d mentioned previously that his feet were cold, plus a miniature bottle of whiskey that we smuggled in.
He was smartly dressed (I never saw him untidy) and sitting in the lounge wearing his favourite cardigan, his woolly socks, and a big smile.
‘Look what I’ve got, ‘ he whispered, beckoning us over and pointing to his pocket.
Like a cheeky little boy being caught for having or doing something he shouldn’t, he showed us a miniature bottle of sherry he’d won in the raffle and had hidden it before the nursing staff took it away.
With an even bigger grin he said,
‘And they didn’t get my whiskey either! Ha!!’

We both miss him, but memories like this will never fade, so like my own Dad, he is always with us.
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About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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5 Responses to One for my Father in Law

  1. What a lovely tribute to a man who sounds as if he touched your soul in inerasable ways. How lucky for the both of you to have had such a dear person in your lives. I would imagine he felt very much the same about his son and daughter-in-law.
    I wish you many more years of happy memories of him and your time together.

  2. As a “stranger” who appreciates both you and your husband as human beings, I would like to say that there can be NO doubt behind the goodness in either one of your Dads. The job that they each did in bringing up two very HUMAN creatures says it all. What a heartwarming post, Pen, truly. Much love to you, your hubby and your spoiled little girl. ❤

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