22/06/2026
1 year ago I got the most devastating news of my life.
Lung cancer.
My dad š
After losing my mum 16 years ago at just 53, the thought of losing my dad broke me.
Because heās not just my dad.
Heās my confidant.
My voice of reason.
The person I ring when something good happens.
The person I ring when something bad happens.
The one person who can tell me, āYouāre wrong Karenā and Iāll eventually admit he was right šā¤ļø
Last year he said something Iāll never forget.
āIf we get to Fatherās Day next year, weāll celebrate.ā
Today we did ā¤ļø
Me, my dad, my brother, my nephew and Junior all sat around a table together.
Now that might not sound like a big deal.
But if you know my dad, youāll know it is.
Heās a home cooked meal and local pub kind of man š»
Going out for a meal isnāt really his thing.
So today meant more than heāll ever know.
This morning I was up at 5am watching Junior play football ā½ļø
And I caught myself thinkingā¦
āDad will want to know how he got on.ā
Because thatās what Iāve done my whole life.
I ring my dad.
For advice.
For support.
To tell him the good news.
To tell him the bad.
Today reminded me just how lucky I am that I can still do that ā¤ļø
The meal wasnāt really about food.
It was about time.
Time we werenāt sure weād get.
And for that, Iāll be forever grateful šā¤ļø
Love you Dad.
Happy Fatherās Day ā¤ļø