We buried our lovely mum on Monday. She died three weeks ago so there was a long time waiting.
She was so sick and lived with us for six months, in and out of hospital culminating in open heart surgery from which we never fully woke. I could see her deteriorating day by day from July to December. I literally did nothing but care for her for months - all the parenting I left to
my husband.
I am far better than I thought I would be possibly because it was my entire life for
Months and I think I got used to it? But we were so close and this has been something I’ve dreaded my whole life - why am I so calm? I feel ashamed.
But also she went blind through a stroke and developed dementia quite suddenly so I feel like I’ve been missing her for most of this year. I don’t know if I’ve come to terms with it because if the traumatic and desperate nature of her death or because I’m aware that had she lived, it wouldn’t have been a life worth living for her.
A bit teary at times and flashbacks to ICU but other than that feel ok, just cracking on.
Im scared that I’ll be hit by a huge tsunami of grief but at the moment feel totally capable and grateful that she’s no longer suffering. She and I have been released from a devastating situation.
I am looking forward to the new year. I feel so inappropriate. Looking forward to getting my life back.
is it possible I’ve done the sharpest part of grief. We we’re so close yet I just feel that she’s within me and always with me and I feel broadly fine. I know she’s here and I feel strong. Am I in shock??