Eagleheart
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Today I have been overwhelmed by grief about dad. He died 35 years ago when I was just 15. He was my best friend. I don't know why I am so full of sorrow today. I think it's because it's been a stunningly beautiful autumn day here today and we buried dad on a day just like this. I sat in my garden this morning, listening to the birds singing and I had an enormous need for a cuddle from my dad. I remembered the feel of his big strong arms around me and I could smell the scent of woodsmoke and soap that he always smelled of. And the tears came pouring out of me. I was a child again. A child who needed her daddy to make it all better. Grief never leaves you. The smallest thing can bring it right back up to the surface. It is a constant ache.