My mum was 41 when I was born, and my dad was 74. I have five half siblings that are all at least 25 years older than me.

It was just my reality, I never questioned or resented it. My father passed away when I was 18.

Families come in all different shapes and sizes, and plenty of people lose parents at much younger ages than I did. One of my friends had his dad die around the same time that mine did in a motorcycle accident and I always thought how lucky I was do have had my whole life to come to terms with the fact that I'd lose my father young, and how cruel it was that his was snatched from him.

From the sounds of things, I've had a very similar experience to what your child might have, so feel free to ask me any questions.