Both my parents are terminally Ill. I’m terrified of being in a world where they aren’t here anymore. I don’t know how I will be able to manage knowing there’s really no body that loves me like they do. My kids are about to leave home and the precious wonderful years are over. I didn’t realise how I would feel so much loss in such a short space of time. I feel like I’m just waiting and living in fear of the moment. My bond with my father especially has been very close and I just don’t know how I’ll put one foot in front of another when he goes. The memories are so magical and full of happiness I can’t bear the pain of thinking of them. I look at my children and their rooms and see babies they used to be. I’m grief stricken and I want to curl up and sob. What is there to keep going for? No one needs me now and there is no warmth or care in the world for me . I’m bereft