Anniversary

Today's the fourth anniversary of the death of Bernie my father-in-law.
The day passes not long after the January birth of a great-niece and the very recent announcement that my daughter-in-law is pregnant with twins, due in August. My son is still gobsmacked.
Bernie wasn't a lovable bloke in the touchy-feely way. I couldn't go a give him a hug (at an appropriate hugging occasion). Handshake only. That was OK, everyone's different.
He may not have been a cuddly bloke but I miss him and I miss his stolid, solid support and presence