My Father died this week in the UK. We live in The Netherlands and got a call on Tuesday afternoon that told us he had taken a turn for the worst. So we started the lengthy process of getting tickets, hotels and most importantly permission to travel . By the time we had done that and almost finished filling in the forms we got the message he had died.
He beat us to it and we didnt get to say goodbye. Now I sit here rambling to you with a mixture of sadness and relief. Sadness he is gone but relieved he is out of pain.
Now we live in hope we can attend the funeral but that will depend on whether there is a mother flare up in the UK.

So just to say, Rest easy old man you are in a better place now.