My lovely, courageous, strong Daddy took his last breath on 23rd August...just two days ago. My heart is so broken and I can't shake the image of his dead body as it wasn't my Dad. It looked like him but obviously no answer, no nothing.
He fought so hard for 2 years and 4 months with cancer. Incredibly strong. I am so proud but I feel robbed that I won't have my Dad in my life and I'm only 28.
The pain is unbearable... x