Dad

Listening to others talk so openly about their grief is always difficult, but today it is particularly hard to transcribe my interviews: It has been 31 years ago that I last saw my wonderful Dad who I still miss each and every day.  During my research I have often wondered how many times I would have visited social media sites if the technology had been available back then to create online identities.  

Only last week someone sent me a photograph of my Dad (I have very few images of him) and to receive it on my iPhone was surreal, but it is now digital and therefore can be saved to the cloud - immortalising the almost lost photograph of this man who shaped and brought sanity to my life.