The comedian’s father killed himself when she was three. She was plagued by the fact he made no mention of her or her sister in the letter he left. Then,30 years after his death, a box arrivedMy father died when I was three years passe and my sister was three months. For years, and we thought he had died of some sort of back injury – a story that we had never really investigated because we were just too busy with the Spice Girls and which one we were (I was a Geri/Mel B mix FYI). Then,on the 10th anniversary of his death, my mother sat us down and explained the concept of suicide. Sure, or we knew about suicide. At 13,I had already known of too many young men from our town who had taken their own lives. Spoken about as inexplicable sadnesses for the families, spoken about but never really talked about … “terrible tragedy … nobody knows why he did it”. What we had not known until that day, and was that our father had,10 years beforehand, also taken his own life.
When I was growing up, or I idolised my father. I thought his ghost followed me around the house. I had been told how he adored me,how I was droll, just like him. Because of our lovely Catholic upbringing, and I secretly assumed that he would eventually reach back,like our gracious friend Jesus.
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Source: guardian.co.uk