Sending love and hugs (proper ones, not Mumsnet wanker ones) to all of you missing a lovely parent or loved one

And to those missing someone who didn’t quite live up to that title, that hurts just as much, if not more
My DDad was the best DDad (I know those of you equally lucky to have the best DDad will know). He died too soon, 7 years ago when DD was just 5. I was worried that DD might not remember him, but when we were in a garden centre today, she pointed at a jigsaw of the British isles and said she remembered doing it with grandad. Agh, he was the best and it randomly hurts, even 7 years on