AndrewSMITHNot every story finds the ending one might wish for.
There was always a distance between us, and many things we never came to understand about one another.
Yet love is not always measured by closeness. Our love was difficult and often distant.
Today I say goodbye to a hardworking man, who was shaped by the land he toiled and adored my late Mam (May).
I know that my Mam is waiting for you at the Pearly Gates, though you've probably already had a right ear-bashing after arriving in your muddy wellies and filthy overalls.
Rest in peace, Dad, and give my Mam that cuddle that I never could.
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