My mum and my boys.
Left to right.
Child 3 off to Australia with his girlfriend, to start a new life.
Child 5 aka the teen applying for apprenticeships, no idea where he'll end up.
Child 4 being deployed to the Middle East. Lives in Northern Ireland with his girlfriend.
Child 2 living with his girlfriend and working locally.
Sadly my dad isn't here any more to offer his advice (his opinions) on their life choices anymore, but they can and will carry on making him, their nanna and Peter and I very proud of their achievements.
I'm grateful for the way the boys have pulled together, rallied around, dropped everything to support one another this week. We've all dealt with it differently, the loss of a husband for my mother has been painful to witness, the loss of my dad has been difficult for the boys to witness also and I know how hard it is to lose a grandparent, so understand the emotions the boys are going through also.
It's not about one, it's about all.
We all have different memories, feelings, emotions, timings.
Peter arrived on Thursday, Dans deployment has been delayed further and I'm grateful we can all be together at the funeral tomorrow before everyone goes their separate ways and life goes on, just in a slightly different way, than we thought it would.