
Well it had to happen, I suppose after many years estranged it was time to make up for falling apart with my family.
A few months before we had been reunited at a relative’s party, cunningly arranged so that neither knew the other would be there.
A visit was planned so that we could try and get ourselves back on track again. Unbeknown to me my Father came to see me return home early one morning, standing with my boyfriend at a suitable vantage point to witness my arrival he told the assembled plane spotters that his daughter would be flying her plane in.
This was as far as I know one of the first times he has admitted publicly and with parental pride that he has a daughter.
The experience of him coming to meet me early that morning and that he showed such pride in my work has made me very thrilled to have you back in my life so thank you Dad.
