This Father’s Day feels rather heavy — it is the first without the person this day is meant for. It won’t be a day of celebration, but a sombre day of reflection on a man whose presence shaped my life and whose absence is shaping my life.
​This Father’s Day feels rather heavy — it is the first without the person this day is meant for. It won’t be a day of celebration, but a sombre day of reflection on a man whose presence shaped my life and whose absence is shaping my life. Â