Being a parent is by far the most challenging job we will ever do in our lives, there's the highlights, the proud dad moments and then there's the despair, the f*** ups they do and and the heartache they feel.
I've learnt to be a pretty resilient strong minded person but when it comes to my kids it really tests me, not at the time but when I reflect on situations by myself.
Having my son come home and wake me up at midnight to tell me of one of his best mates passing away in a motorcycle crash has ripped me apart, the world just isn't fair and we are just a part of the domino effect, there's a mother who's son didn't come home for dinner last night.
My lad went and seen the mum and family last night, truly devastating.
My two girls and son always finish our convo with "love you", it makes me smile and feel so lucky every time .
Terrible news mate, a life taken too soon.
Same, always end with "Love you" and even at 25 and 21 they get a couple of hugs and a kiss on the cheek every week, whether they like it or not. I know they do.
Absolutely, it was always the signature line with my two girls, since escaping death with his bout of meningitis he developed has followed suit, I still bear the scars from that ordeal, he knows when it's affecting me so he gives me a hug and says "Dad, I made it through, that's all that matters".