Loss

I dont think that I used to wonder about 'loss' before. I think it was more of when someone said that they lost someone, then that person had died.. so I guessed there was only one way of losing someone - death. I've since discovered, that there are certainly more ways to losing someone.

After suffereing from post natal depression, I felt lost as a person, and I guess that my family lost me then.. thankfully I was found.
I'm about to lose my Dad. He isnt going to die, and isnt suffering a mental illness, but I'm going to lose him.
You see, my Dad is different than anyone that I know. He was brought up with his brothers, no sisters, and he suffered from something that protected him from his abusive father. He's seen a lot in his life.. he is in his 50s and has been separated from my mother for a couple of years now. He was always very happy in his own skin.. he was happy to buy the cheapest run down house in the street because it would save money.. he was happy to buy the cheapest car, the cheapest bike.. he even made me particular toys that I wanted when we couldnt afford the real thing. He didnt really know how to bond with his children, but since having grandchildren, its really brought him out. We all love my Dad. He is a genuine, down to earth, caring man who would bend over backwards for anyone in need. He has certainly helped my husband and I get to where we are today.
I appreciate him, and what he has done for us, and my children.
Now, dont get me wrong here, as I fully expected him to move on with life, and get a new partner, and possibly move in with them. In my mind, they moved in with him as our family home is quite nice and in a good location. However.. it hasnt worked that way.

I'm not sure if I created a blog about his girlfriend or not. I remember typing about it. Well.. they're moving in together.. well they're talking about it.. but it will happen. I think I said in my last blog that I'm not 'her' type of person. My dad is changing, she has changed his entire wardrobe, shoes.. his fricken haircut. She doesnt like my children.. she made that clear on that one day that we met her. She apparently doesnt like the cold so wont come and visit us here.. I think its just a ploy to block us out. Hello .. I exist and I'm not going away. My dad, has worked for everything he has (well my mum got him there but still..) and he is now going to sell everything that he has worked for... every .. single... thing. He was talking about selling his work truck, all of his tools, chainsaws, EVERY thing. This may not sound like a huge thing, but he is a serious hoarder. They have tv programmes about hoarders and I always used to worry that we'd be on it one day! He is even wanting to sell the house. He's been in the house for 13 years now, and is thinking of selling it.
I cant believe it. I'm gutted. I can see it all happening before me.
He'll sell it all.. live a good life for a while.. and when the money goes, she'll throw Dad away with nothing. Why would she want to change a man so much? He is the opposite person that he used to be. I think he was quite alright the way he was. Fair enough, good changes could have been made, but ... this is extreme.

What is one meant to do? He is very much into his new woman, and if anything negative is said about her, I'd hate to think of what would happen. Hindsight is a wonderful thing.. maybe I should see a psychic.

This sucks.