Hi Helen, and everyone. Llandudno sounds lovely, I hope you had lovely weather, it is one of my dreams to see more of the non city parts of England and Wales. I like hearing the Welsh language and accent, although have no idea what people are saying, it’s just kind of gentle sounding.
Helen, I didn’t expect the firsts to be as hard as they turned out to be when they actually happened. On the run up to them, everything was as normal as it can be now she’s gone, then it hits home and suddenly, I feel like this gaping hole where my mum should be.
At the weekend, we went to my big cousin’s wedding celebration, they got married last year, and this year was a “do” to celebrate where they met, (which is in a small village not far from my dad). So I came home and my dad and I went along. We were made very welcome but all the time I was thinking, “Mum should be here”. It was her niece, and she was really fond of all her nieces, loved knowing what they were up to, how their kids were getting on etc. I think they miss her, and were so good to us there at the weekend. My dad enjoyed being with them too. I enjoyed seeing them, but found the whole thing so tiring. I feel like a fire has gone out in me and I have no energy now for social gatherings. Even with family! I can’t wait to leave and go home to bed. I’m not ill and I am reasonably young, so I guess it is maybe the sadness of missing mum getting me down?
Helen I get the urge to make a big change. I feel this a bit too, and look at alternative jobs, moving flat, getting a pet, everything really, but I can’t actually make a decision. I believe the whole “what’s for you won’t go by you” thing, but I feel really stuck at times, just kind of waiting in a sort of limbo. I looked through some of my mum’s things last night, with the aim of doing some tidying out for dad, but just cuddled her clothes, found a nice t-shirt to wear and that was it. There’s no rush hopefully. Gill xxx