Maura Byrne

Katy was telling me that her Dad died when she was 2. She doesn’t remember him much but she showed me a torn photo of him. He looked kind of angry in the picture but Katy said it’s her favourite photo. Losing our Dad’s is another thing we have in common but I was luckier because my Dad didn’t die until last year so I remember everything about him. Katy tried to get me to tell her some stories but it still hurts to talk about him so I didn’t. Maybe the lump in my throat and the pain in my chest will go away soon. It seems like I’ll never stop missing him. B