My fathers birthday
Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 12:23 am
My father born 13 july 1947.
His Catholic Irish mother fled from Dublin to London with the shame of being pregnant and unmarried, she falsified his birth certificate giving a family members name as the father so it would look as if she were married on the document.
Later she met and married a man who couldnt forgive her the sin of having had a child out of wedlock, he beat her and my father daily.
At just 10 years old my father was sent to stay with famly in Ireland to 'recover'.
He later returned to London and married my mother they had 4 children, but my father had bi-polar disorder then called manic depression and found day to day life with a busy family too much and he and my mother split up but remained very good friends.
He eventually re-married and his new wife had a child they seemed very happy but the depression was there lurking in his mind.
It caught up with him in the end and in 1985 he couldnt see past the darkness and so he committed suicide.
He was just 38 years old, today is his birthday and he would have been 62.
I wonder if he lived how would he be now with new treatments would he have lived a happier life. I think he would have loved his grandchildren and maybe if he had lived others would have too.
I think about him today... I think of the joys and the sadness,
Happy birthday dad.
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His Catholic Irish mother fled from Dublin to London with the shame of being pregnant and unmarried, she falsified his birth certificate giving a family members name as the father so it would look as if she were married on the document.
Later she met and married a man who couldnt forgive her the sin of having had a child out of wedlock, he beat her and my father daily.
At just 10 years old my father was sent to stay with famly in Ireland to 'recover'.
He later returned to London and married my mother they had 4 children, but my father had bi-polar disorder then called manic depression and found day to day life with a busy family too much and he and my mother split up but remained very good friends.
He eventually re-married and his new wife had a child they seemed very happy but the depression was there lurking in his mind.
It caught up with him in the end and in 1985 he couldnt see past the darkness and so he committed suicide.
He was just 38 years old, today is his birthday and he would have been 62.
I wonder if he lived how would he be now with new treatments would he have lived a happier life. I think he would have loved his grandchildren and maybe if he had lived others would have too.
I think about him today... I think of the joys and the sadness,
Happy birthday dad.
Attached files