almost 4 years ago today (feels like last year) when my first born daughter was just coming up to 7 months, my mum died of ovarian cancer, 8 months after diagnosis. I spent her last christmas with her, and the weekend before she died, my last time with her, when she asked me to go home (400 miles away) and not to return. I left, intending to return, yet on the way home cried as I knew it would be the last time I saw her. I told her everything I could think of to say to her yet did not feel i had enough time to tell her how much she meant to me. I just don't feel i said what wanted to say. I know I am lucky I had that chance.
My brother moved his wedding forward but she missed it by two weeks. She missed my wedding later that year. She never got to meet her grandson. But she got to meet my daughter, and she got to see me happy. She was about to move to my part of the world to be closer to me and her granddaughter. I know I am lucky but i wanted to care for her as she grew older, give back what she gave to me.
4.5 months later. My dad died. He was an alcoholic and out of touch and he died alone. I felt rather than sad, angry that he dared follow my mother when she had gone to find peace. And then guilt that i felt like that.
The death of my parents ripped my family apart. I did not realise quite how much my mother held us together until she went.
Now, i have vague contact with my brother in the army, we get on fine, but not close. An alcoholic brother who i don't really talk to, and a sister who I have cut out of my life for too many reasons to go into.
I thought I would get over it eventually, get used to it, accept it at least, death of a parent is, after all, natural. But I don't think i really grieved and i am definitely not over it. I cannot describe the utter utter desolation I feel at the hole my mother left when she went. I am only just beginning to understand it myself. But you all know this feeling already, or are learning about it. Which I am so sorry for.
MNers have given me an outlet where there is no where else, when no-one else understands. So thank you.
Merry Christmas to you, and to all those who are not with us.