Tomorrow would have been my father’s 80th birthday. And it is also the day when I’ll be hitting the ‘delete’ button on my Facebook profile.

This will actually be the second time that I’ve done so. I was originally on Facebook from 2007 to 2015, before deciding that I needed to get away from that place. I reluctantly rejoined in 2016 after it became clear that some of my friend just weren’t online anywhere else, and because I thought I should have a presence on there for work purposes.

But it has become apparent over the last year or so that not only had the causes of my earlier departure not been alleviated, but the rot ran even deeper than I could have imagined.

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So 2018 is now in the rear-view mirror—and good riddance to it. While I did make some progress on personal stuff last year, it was overshadowed by my Dad’s terminal illness and the stress and strain of caring for him.

He passed away peacefully in the early hours of the 22nd December, at home with his family around him, as he had wished.

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