This photo will always hold a special memory to me. It was the day after he'd had his two blood transfusions to boost his levels back up on the 8th of February. We met at Costa and he was as he described "brand new" as he chatted away to me... he greeted me with a beaming smile and said how glad he was to see me (as he always did). We sat down and shared a coffee and a croissant as we did usually once a week amongst the many other walks we did together.

He told me he was back to normal and wanted to go shopping with me the week after! (12th Feb) I couldn't believe it and was so happy for him despite the worry I was also feeling at the time. He told me that day that he had realised his brain was "wired wrong!!" and that he knew that he probably shouldn't have gone to work the day after he was discharged from hospital... yes.. that did happen! 

As we sat there, it was as if the things he'd gone through the previous day were just things of the past and that he was now better than ever despite what he was going through. He always talked to me about the "fear bubble" that he used to hold these emotions and how he didn't feel the need to worry about things as there was always a positive in everything. We joked as I said... well I didn't get that trait from you did I?!

His strength, positivity and unwavering ability to put me first this day despite what he was going through showed the amazing Dad he was to me - kind, caring and truly selfless. Dad never gave up on anything life threw at him, always had a story, but more importantly always wanted to protect me at all costs.

I'll miss our coffees together and chats that we shared. They were truly life changing for me. His advice, wisdom and humour will live on in me and I will continue to make him prouder than ever. <3