Drinking Cocoa

old-school-house I have a photo pinned to the cork board above my computer monitor. It is a picture of me aged 3 or 4 years old, drinking cocoa with my father in the back yard of the house we lived in at the time. We’d been digging the garden together.

My father died when I was eighteen years old.

Now that I have daughters of my own, the picture means more to me than ever. Looking at it, I feel a deep sense of loss – but also a strong determination to be as good a father to my girls as he was to me – and I wonder which pictures of me they will look back on in the years to come?

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3 comments on “Drinking Cocoa”

  1. Justin Pickard

    That’s a rather wonderful picture. Do you have any siblings?

  2. Gareth L Powell

    I have two younger sisters and a younger brother.

  3. Jules

    I know what you mean. Molly has just started to ask about her ‘other bampy’ and wants to see pictures of my Daddy – he died when I was 13. Being a parent changes just about everything doesn’t it?

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