Work In Progress...

Fill his shoes, be the handy man, do what needs to be done.

Eight years ago my father passed away after a fourteen month battle with cancer. His death left me with this immense longing and a responsibility I thought I had - to take care of my mother as I was the only one left at home. If I couldn’t save my dad, then I would save my mum. I became the man of the house.  

This series is ongoing