A year ago today my father passed away at the age of 81. He had lived a varied and rich life, filled with love and laughter and great works and deeds and of course also some trials and very difficult times. He wasn’t perfect but he was my dad and my hero in many ways. The last 3 years of his life he lived in a nursing home, suffering from Parkinson’s disease. That was a very difficult time but he was loved and cared for and visited daily…
I made a film with photos of my dad’s life when we knew he wouldn’t have long anymore. I finished it just before he died and even played it for him that night I spent alone with him, keeping watch, 24 hours before he passed. He wasn’t conscious anymore by then but it helped me say my goodbyes. The film, in a slightly longer form, was played at his funeral reception (in loop). People gathered around and talked and asked questions about certain pictures and remembered the fulfilled life he had had.
Opening up a bit more about grief also makes me want to share it. So, here it is, my film for papa:
I shall cherish his memory forever.