I got a heartbreaking phone call about two hours ago from my Dad to tell me that Popsie ( Dalmaine) had passed away at 9am this morning.
Popsie(his nickname that we all know him by) was Gaye’s and my step-uncle and was my dad’s *right hand man* so to speak. For the last couple of years until lately they shared my dad’s house together, living out of each others pockets and we knew that both were taking care of the other as well as being company for each another. One cooked, the other washed dishes, one bought take- away’s the other paid for a drink on Friday nights etc etc. Both had lost their wives to cancer and had a great relationship that went down deep.
Popsie fell ill a few month’s ago and had moved in with his daughter – it left my dad lost and we all missed his humour and antics when visiting my dad.
He landed up in hospital on Thursday and this morning got up out of bed, went to the nurses station to have a chat and just passed on right there chatting to the nurses. (which made me smile through my tears- he was such a lady’s man, and it almost seemed appropriate somehow.)
I feel a little lost today to say the least as Wayne is also away and so I’m just using my blog and you to ease some of the *tightness* sitting in my chest ;-)
Will miss you Pops! Give Ma a huge hug and kiss from me when you see her!
Thanks for reading guys
Hugs and Loves