Today is my 30th birthday but the worst day of my life. I spent it organizing my nan’s funeral and cancelling her utility bills. It almost feels like I’m erasing everything, like everything that held her life together is slowly going and stopping. I’m broken.
She went into hospital in a bad way physically but mentally was all there. She still had so much life in her and there’s a big ‘if only she got it checked sooner’ hanging over us.
I am a few weeks post partum and she never got to meet her third great grandchild, which breaks my heart.
She fought till the very end, I’m unsure if she was aware that she was going to die, initially I thought she must be, but then she made a few comments implying she thought she was going to make it home. It wasn’t really a peaceful ending. It was both drawn out and sudden at the same time.
My dad was by her side each day, he left to go home the night before she passed as he was too weak to stay the night. We got the call early yesterday morning, meaning she passed alone. This is crippling me.
She was the most kind hearted, independent, interesting woman you could ever meet. She didn’t quite make her 90th birthday, she was truly taken too soon. I feel so much pain, such a deep sense of loss. I just want her back.