Bridge to Brisbane Event

I have registered for the Bridge to Brisbane event. I have created a team name "The A Team", was going to go with "Team Allan", but someone suggested The A Team which I thought was pretty cool! (Thanks Bryce)


My plan is to walk the 10km with as many people that would like to join me as possible and all wear red shirts f...or the Heart Foundation and as a tribute to my Dad.

So, if you're in Brisbane and would like to join me in the B2B 10km walk, please register and join team # 83729. I registered as a grey walker.

Register here: https://registration.bridgetobrisbane.com.au/registration/default.cfm
 
Hope you will come and walk with me and share a very special experience :)

9 year anniversary

9 years on and I still can't believe you're gone. I still miss you so much everyday and wish more than anything you were here to share my life with me. There's so much happening that I'd love you to be part of.

So, in your memory I have started a Fundraising page for this year's Bridge to Brisbane fun run and I am committed to raising $10,000 this year! If I can't have you here with me, then I am going to help people not have to go through what I went through when I lost you.

I love you and I miss you Dad xxx

My new blog

I started this blog in honour of my Dad. To blog about all my wonderful memories and capture the things I have done in his memory.

The timeline of this blog may be a little all over the shop, but it's all about Dad's memory not specifics.

For those of you that don't know, I lost my Father on 18th May 2001, 3 days after his 46th birthday. I remember the day like it was yesterday.
Ben and I were sitting in our living room of our Springwood townhouse watching TV when the phone rang. Ben answered it and said it was Sean, my younger brother. When I jumped on the phone and said hello, it was my Mum. Weird? Ben just said it was Sean..................
She said that Dad had had a heart attack and he was in a serious condition in hospital. I was in shock, didn't know what to say. I asked if it was serious enough for me to get on a plane (they lived in Sydney). She said it was, I needed to get there as soon as possible.
Once I got off the phone Ben knew something was not right and asked what it was all about. I relayed the conversation I just had with my Mother and his response was "Don't worry, he's had a good life". What? How could he say that? He'd just turned 46. That's way too young!
Turns out Ben thought it was my Grandfather that had the heart attack, not my Dad. Once it was all clarified he was quite teary. Me, I was still in shock and had not yet cried.
So upstairs I went to book my flights. The earliest flight possible out of Brisbane. Then robot like I packed my bag.
I didn't get much sleep that night as you can imagine....................