My mum died of covid on New Year’s Eve. She was 64 and was at home. Both my parents contracted it and we were worried about my dad as my mum seemed to be well, little did we know her oxygen levels were slowly and silently reducing, when my dad recovered we were just waiting for my mum to catch up. We talked lots during her illness and I have taken comfort in knowing she didn’t know how ill she was, our last chat was planning future holidays and then she died peacefully with my dad at her side when she went to sleep. When I got that phone call I expected to be told she’s going into hospital not that she had died. I replay it over all the time and can’t make sense of any of it.
I just can’t believe any of this is real. It’s so unfair. She was full of life and it was so sudden. I’m so sad that we no longer have her, my dads life has completely changed and everything she will miss out on that we should share together.
It’s so hard when everyone around you is talking about getting back to ‘normal’.