A rocky road

My Pa loved rocky road. I made it for him a few times. We made it today in his memory. He died yesterday. He has been unwell and deteriorating in a nursing home for nearly 3 1/2 years. He was 91. He was an Irish citizen although he left there at 6 months old. He could be stubborn and unrelenting perfectionistic and detailed. He softened as he aged as a grandfather. He struggled with mental health issues. He was loyal and loved his wife his entire life. He was always, always interested in his grandchildren and what we were doing. He was a great baby sitter of grandchildren and dogs. He bought into any crazy projects I dreamed up and helped me make them happen. He helped me make a fibre glass heart with led lights showing the path of blood thru the heart. He made a horse out of a bobbin for a gold rush diorama. He made earrings out of a silver coin for my year 12 formal to my exact specifications. He was mr mend and make do - which sometimes we would shake our heads at- making a new pillow case out of two old holey ones.
We have watched him deteriorate over the last years and grieved the Pa he was over that time. My mum has been caring for him thru this difficult time with grace and gentleness. She is a credit to him. I loved my pa- I have missed him and will miss him.



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