Dear dad, it’s been 34 weeks since you left us. I’ve had such an emotional day. For some reason I burst in to tears driving back home after dropping Luke to school. I get to a certain spot, look up at the sky and cry. It’s not far from the roundabout near the A20. I hate that roundabout. And I have to use it often. It’s the last roundabout on your final journey. It’s almost like I have a fear of it. It’s bring back sad memories. I miss you so much. You are in my thoughts always. I love you 💔💙💔💙💔💙💔💙💔💙💔