Dear Dad,  It’s been 5 years since we lost you. That’s 1,826 days. 1,826 days of not seeing your face, hugging you or telling you about my day. With all those days between us, there’s so much to update you on. You’ll never guess what I’m up to these days. I don’t know if you’d ever imagined. So, here goes… 5 years ago Dear Dad, We spent the summer together. Not in the way either of us would have liked. I gave up my job as Cabin Crew pretty soon after your diagnosis. Although the job wasn’t for me, the timing worked out well. I moved back home and spent…