Dear dad, I’ve been thinking about you so much, I can’t stop thinking about you when you were in hospital. I wish I knew what you knew. Did you know what we were told? I think you did as I think the doctors have to tell you. And that breaks my heart. But I will never know because you never said anything. If you did know then I think you didn’t say anything because it was hard to talk about it. I really don’t know how I would have reacted if you did. If you didn’t know then I have mixed feelings. Because I think everyone has the right to know but I must admit, I don’t think I would want to know myself. It plays on my mind to know what one it was. It plays on my mind a lot. There’s so many questions I would like answers to about your last weeks in hospital. I know I won’t get them and that makes me sad. I’m grateful for our last 6 days together. Well being only a short time of each day, but I’m grateful. I miss you so much. It’s very hard getting through the days now. Shine bright dad. Always. Love and miss you so much. 💔💙💔💙💔💙💔💙💔💙💔💙💔💙💔xxxxxxxxxxxxx