7 March 1996, the day my life changed forever
I lost my dad on this day 25 years ago, exactly 3 months after his 41st birthday, he was murdered and it changed me... I grew up in a happy family with a loving mother and father, one younger sister and one older brother. Our family was close, my mom was a housewife and my dad was successful in his career, he travelled a lot but when he was home he was very hands on. We went on family holidays every year and he was a loving and devoted husband to my mom and a loving and caring father to me and my siblings. Life was good. Then on the evening of 7 March 1996 my life changed forever, my dad got sick while he was sleeping, my mom was panicking and this woke us up. We jumped out of bed and ran to their bedroom, my dad was acting strange and he seemed like he didn't know what was going on. Someone phoned the ambulance and they rushed him to hospital but he did not make it...he was poisoned... I was a 17 year old girl when my dad was taken from us and it broke me, I turned to alcohol, re...