well i am just back from her house, oh my god, what a day, tissues at the ready !
there was a little box waiting for me, inside was the mug and the photo in its frame, a beautiful throw, a set of 4 gorgeous vintage tea cups with matching saucers and a tea pot, the cups had been turned into candles and a letter from her to me
it read (names changed)
Dear Emily
i write this with a heavy heart , as i know when you recieve it i will be gone, i am very ill, i have cancer i have known for a 2 months it's terminal. my boys knew so they could help me get my affairs in order, they also had strict instructions to not tell my friends. i am sorry i did not tell you, i hated keeping it from you but i didn't want sympathy, and you making a bloody fuss, because you would!
I made peace with my diagnosis, i have lived a good life so please do not be sad im gone smile because i lived! These last few years you have been incredibly friendly welcoming a crazy old lady into your heart and home.
i've always thought of you as my friend and a surrogate granddaughter i was so proud of your strength during your own illness and i hope i handle my own with the dignity and hilarity you did.
Please accept these gifts as a token of my appreciation for your friendship and care even though you are bloody annoying with your beautiful cakes! thanks to you i lost my school girl firgure! the boys helped me pick out your gifts, so you cant decline them thinking you would be offending someone because you're not.
I had my daughter in law make you the candles for your birthday as you said you'd had something similar at your wedding, i made you the blanket while you where ill but i never got around to finishing it in time because you kicked cancers backside,
make sure you have a brew in your mug from time to time and remember me, ill miss you, my sweetest pain in bum! forever your friend.
Jean x x
p.s you have to admit i look dam good in the photo and there is one more gift if you refuse it i will come back and haunt you forever! x
her sons then handed me another envelope inside was another note which read it "isn't much but put it toward your baby fund" there was a cheque for £600 in my name the baby fund relates to i am saving up 18K so i can find a surrogate to carry mine and DH emryos for us to have a baby (aforementioned son is my DSS)
What a women! i cant believe she kept her illness secret from me, but i can fully understand why she did, she MADE me the blanket.....MADE it! she was dying and she took the time to write me a note and make me a blanket, ensured she had a birthday present ready for me and gave me some money to help with my baby fund,
i tried to refuse the cheque and her eldest son said
"i am power of attorney for her estate she made it clear you are to have this we are all in agreement its the least you deserve, your kindness towards our mum always gave us peace of mind she had someone close by and trustworthy when we couldn't be here. and besides you read the letter, and knowing mum if she can she will come back to haunt you so just take it, please. "
i couldnt believe it i still cant im so touched and so shocked, i have this huge lump in my throat and tears building i can barely speak ! it doesnt feel like this is real her sons knew this whole time what she had done for me they helped her and the kept tight lipped i gave tem all a hug and i think i said thank you between my sobs, whther or not it coherent i dont know.