George’s story

I lost my dad when I was 23 and I’m now 26.

Death and grief are things we should talk about more. I was scared of death before my Dad passed, but when it touches your life your outlook changes.

It feels like people are afraid to talk to me about my Dad and my grief, but I welcome it.

I miss my Dad so much. I miss sharing things with him and it hurts not knowing he'll see the rest of our lives. He had so much life ahead of him but I have so much gratitude and amazing memories from the time we had together.

Life is so precious and you should never take it for granted. The small, seemingly insignificant moments are the ones i remember the most about my Dad. I often remember a moment – a joke or listening to a song in the car together. These memories make me laugh and cry, but they are amazing memories to cherish.