I’m happy because my passport arrived today. I am off to spend the Christmas holidays with Dad in Australia. He is looking forward to my visit as it’s the first time I’ve been there to stay. It’s funny as every time I ring he’s thought of something else that he wants to do or show me when I’m there. To be honest I don’t know who is more excited about my trip … him or me.
I should probably give you a bit of history to put this into context. After Mum died, Dad and I fell out and we barely talked for about three years. It has only been in the last couple of years that our relationship has got back on track. Now we talk regularly.
The catalyst for deciding to take the holiday was when he ended up in hospital with a serious health scare. It made me realise I only have one parent left so I better make the most of him! I don’t know what I would have done if I had lost him. Luckily his new wife has a medical background and keeps a very close eye on his health and wellbeing now. So I am pleased I swallowed my pride and re-established contact with him. It has really been worth it.