I can really relate to this coppithat, my dad was born in 1927. He is not dead yet, but has gone blind, can barely walk and recently had a stroke which effected his mind a fair bit.
I have been slowly going through a mourning process of losing a father for some time, he is the "last" of his generation from all of my relatives and represents a whole era of people who arrived here in the 1950's and were born in British colonies before them came independent. Impeccable manners/softly spoken (product of empire), super sharply dressed being the backbone of industrial british towns. Im usually extremely emotionally detached from it all, but thinking about your situation has brought it all home. Im bloody welling up. Its been a real privelage to have a father like this, I only wish he decided to have kids younger as I dont feel I had enough time to appreciate him as the great man he was/share my life rather than just be looking after a confused incapacitated old person.
I know the "time" will come soon when he is gone, but I cannot face thinking about it/researching what to do when it does. Ill just be left dumbfounded & confused, rushing to sort it all out. I can imagine that the emotion of it all wouldn't catch up till a while later.
I dont know what you chose to arrange. But I know that my dad will definetely be buried, I think most people of that generation would want to be, plus I think its important in terms of social history.
-edit- just seen pics. Looks like it was a great ceremony, lots of people "very warm" .
I can really relate to this coppithat, my dad was born in 1927. He is not dead yet, but has gone blind, can barely walk and recently had a stroke which effected his mind a fair bit.
I have been slowly going through a mourning process of losing a father for some time, he is the "last" of his generation from all of my relatives and represents a whole era of people who arrived here in the 1950's and were born in British colonies before them came independent. Impeccable manners/softly spoken (product of empire), super sharply dressed being the backbone of industrial british towns. Im usually extremely emotionally detached from it all, but thinking about your situation has brought it all home. Im bloody welling up. Its been a real privelage to have a father like this, I only wish he decided to have kids younger as I dont feel I had enough time to appreciate him as the great man he was/share my life rather than just be looking after a confused incapacitated old person.
I know the "time" will come soon when he is gone, but I cannot face thinking about it/researching what to do when it does. Ill just be left dumbfounded & confused, rushing to sort it all out. I can imagine that the emotion of it all wouldn't catch up till a while later.
I dont know what you chose to arrange. But I know that my dad will definetely be buried, I think most people of that generation would want to be, plus I think its important in terms of social history.
-edit- just seen pics. Looks like it was a great ceremony, lots of people "very warm" .