Father’s day 2015 was the last time I saw my dad. It wasn’t a usual meeting but a quick hello via Skype. With the help of one of my nephews he had tried to reach me earlier that day, but I had been out to the shop.
We did finally connect later that evening, June 21,2015. The last words he said to me were”Ik heb eigenlijk niets meer te zeggen” -I actually have nothing more to say- He had been pleasntly surprised by the technology. even though my family and I were hundreds of miles way, he could still see us and talk to us.
A week later I got a call from my sister telling me that he had died, two days later I was on a plane home.
He wasn’t the standard father, but he was my dad and to me that is all that matters. 7 years on I still miss him.
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