When I phoned with my dad last Thursday we spoke amongst other about our Botswana-Zimbabwe trip around Easter, and that I was late blogging.
On the phone two days ago I realised that I had to say farewell.
Yesterday morning he decided to move on.
I am sad,
and happy that I did have the chance to say farewell, and that he didn’t have to suffer a lot.
And I am grateful that one of my siblings has been on his site when he made his last step
into greener pastures. Since he believed it was a new beginning.