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A Farewell to The Giant

My dad is dead.

He died ten days ago. Funny thing was, we didn’t even know that he was seriously sick at the time. He went for some blood test results on the Thursday and they were concerned that his liver was enlarged and so they sent him to the local hospital. The doctor’s decided to admit him for a few days to complete follow-up tests.

At 3.15 on Sunday afternoon, we were told that he had cancer that had spread to his liver and kidneys and at 07.40 on Monday morning, he was pronounced dead.
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… The First Step

September 18th, 2005

Mum & Dad
Dear Mum & Daddi,
 
As I age, I gain a clearer perception of you as people; a better understanding of the seriousness with which you undertook your role as parents; and a greater appreciation for the efforts you put into raising your children.
 
And now, as I sit writing this on the other side of the world from all I know, I am filled with wonder at the courage and the care you showed in your parenting: for I am here because of you.
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Rapture

I have become a bedtime letch: a groping, many-limbed thing that smothers you with caresses and disturbs you as you settle to bed; climbing over and around you for indeterminate periods of time before finally snuggling into the soft point in your neck, placing my lips a little lower down and falling into a quiet slumber.
And it is customary that I do this now: I must perform this little ritual nightly else I am unable to sleep peacefully.
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In Memoriam

I remember
… that my first impression of her was contained in the word “soft”. Something about her skin called to mind silkiness and begged to be touched. But those eyes; they let you know that you weren’t messing with no fool.
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The Linguist

I don’t remember how old I was when my father began to teach me about the world. I only remember it as ‘something that has always been’.

Whereas other children climbed onto their father’s knee to be regaled with Alice’s adventures and other assigned age-appropriate reading material, I was given The Rise and Fall of the Human Empire – a lesson in the importance of being earnest.
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Dancing Naked ‘Round The Living Room

It saddens me a little that I did not know you in your first years. I would have liked to have seen you forming; to have been witness to the start of something so beautiful. But these things have been decided for us and are past. And in truth, I dwell on them only because it astounds me to remember that I have not always known you; to realize that I missed a part of your growing – for it does not feel that way to me.
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