Memories
Writing this blog has made my think of all the wonderful and sometimes sad memories I have of Daddy. I would like to share some of them with you, to remind you all that when though times are tough, we still have our memories to cling to and to remind us of better times. Riding a Bike We went to the park down the road from where we used to live in Rugby, Dad had taken the stabilizers off my little bicycle and was holding on to the saddle running beside me as I pedaled like the wind. I'd told him “Don't let go Daddy, hold on to me” “No baby I'm here I wont let go, I've got you” At one point I was talking to him and he wasn't answering me. So stupidly I looked behind me to see where he was, turns out he was no longer next me. He was stood a few feet away watching me. That's when I realised that he hadn't got me, and that I didn't know how to stop... So I stopped the only way I knew how, by falling off... ...