It's not strange that my father had a huge impact on my life, whether he knew it or not and also whether I realised it then or now.
There are many moments, I replay in my mind, of just the two of us when no one else was at home. Private and precious conversations that are mine. I also hear the comments in my head, of people repeating what he had said to them about me. It all makes me smile.
I miss him. I miss him in a very nice way.