It’s been one month since my dad died.
I’ve been pretty much ok since then. Had a huge loud ugly cry a few hours after he died, then just got on with stuff.
Sure there’s been tears now and then. Reminiscing about him with my mum, for example. Going through some photographs. That sort of thing.
Then today I saw a blurb on the tv, the news channel doing some bit on the new 4k televisions that are going to make HDTV obsolete.
And that set me off.
My dad loved big tv. He had a crazy-huge tv, like 70 or 80 inches or something. He had mentioned 4k tv now and then, he was excited to see it when the price got down a bit.
And the realization that he missed it, he won’t get to see it, just made me hugely sad. Crazy little thing.
I hope wherever he is now, he’s got his 4k tv. And there’s no commercials on any of his channels.
