I feel like an observer of my own grief, watching it change before my eyes. I have no control over it, nor have I ever tried to control it really because it’s all my love for my Mum with nowhere to go and it’s precious to me, even if it’s unbearably painful.
No one could have prepared me for this journey and the way it’s changed me.
New Year’s Day will be 2 years since losing my Mum aged 67 to liver cancer just 2 months after diagnosis. She was SO full of love, life and warmth, I miss her more than I could ever find the words to describe.
I’m sure someone will be along to offer their support, but I just wanted to let you know that you have been heard and you are not alone.