I can’t remember if it was 2010 or 2011 that I met you. We didn’t really talk that much, you were not much of a talker. You didn’t smile much but when you did, we knew it was genuine. We knew you were just right for Topher’s mum. She deserved someone nice. We danced at your wedding, laughed when the two of you bickered and cheered at the first football match I have ever been to.
This week is when we will lay you to rest. Everyone grieves in different ways and I can’t really decide how I feel right now. You were going to be my father in law and I didn’t even think you wouldn’t be there to dance at our wedding.
But my loss is nothing compared to his wife, his sons and the rest of his family. Your sons don’t deserve to have lost both their mum and their dad in the space of 5 years. Topher’s mum doesn’t deserve to have lost her husband of only 4 years and it’s amazingly cruel that you didn’t even make it to your 50th birthday next year.
But I guess that’s just the way it was supposed to be. Nothing could have been done to prevent this happening and there’s nothing we can do about it now. All we can do is remember the quiet, funny and kind man who loved his family.