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Time flies when you are having fun or not as the case may be. In my mind all I can think about is ten years ago when my father died suddenly. Has it really been that long?

So much has changed in those ten years. My father would be a grandfather now. Each time I look at my son I always think of how my father would have loved his first grandchild and of course how Lucas would have loved him. Each time I look at Lucas I see a bit of my father in him. Then I wonder what it would be like if he had not died that day ten years ago.

I still remember that day vividly. I was in the server room at work where on any normal day there would be no mobile phone reception but suddenly mine rang and I was surprised to hear my mother in tears when I answered telling me to get home, that my father wasn’t well and the ambulance was there. I remember asking what hospital they were taking him to but again all she said was to come home, come home.

Half way home and I still didn’t know for sure what was happening. My aunt overtook the taxi that I was in on the dual carraigeway. I rang her to stop somewhere and bring me the rest of the way home. I can still remember the exact spot in the road where she stopped her car waiting for me to catch up. It was half way between Midleton and Castlemartyr, just by the lake and it was there I was told for certain that my father had died at the age of 47.

I often have to drive past that spot and each time I do the memory of that day always comes back to me. I see my aunt getting out of her car and hugging me and telling me what I did not want to hear.

I have plenty of other memories of course all of them wonderful of the man who I adored, the man who taught me so much and made me who I am. I will always keep those memories but I just wish there could have been lots more.

To my father, how I wish you were still here.