Hello, please may I join? I am sorry to all of you walking this awful path. And I admit to being totally selfish and self-absorbed and not reading any of the above posts. I can't. I feel like I am just about holding it together and can't face anyone else's grief right now. I just need to unload my feelings if that is ok? I don't need anyone to reply, just writing it down will be enough.
I should say that I am a fairly pragmatic "coper" and hate showing my emotions, even to people who care.
I lost my dad a few days after his 69th birthday last March. To complications from lung cancer. He had been in hospital since january, was quite bitter about being in hospital (he was not a bitter person). He was however bed bound, and although he wanted to come home, little help was forthcoming to get him home - and i was (i admit) reluctant to bring him home, as mum would have ended up being his carer 24/7 - a job which she would not have coped with, and which I would have ended up committing to. I feel incredibly guilty about this - all he wanted was to come home, and I didnt push for it to happen :(
anyway - I have kind of been okay about his death. Obviously i miss him, but prior to his hospital admission, he was an incredibly active and youthful man - he would have HATED being alive but immobile. It would have totally destroyed his lovely nature.
I have just had a baby - it is my 2nd dc, and the first boy to have been born in our family for many, many years (since dad actually) - i realise that this, coupled with lack of sleep is making me more emotional than ever!
Mum has just gone to the other side of the world to stay with her friend for a month. I took her to the train station today. Mum is a very highly-strung individual, who has always been quite self-centered and mildly toxic. She has recently lost a lot of weight and has been talking about starting to live her life again now dad has gone. Practically I totally understand why she would want to. Life is short. Grab it with both hands, etc etc...
but, today i noticed she had taken off her wedding ring :( and it upset me more than I would ever have expected. I am crying writing this. she has replaced it with another ring which dad bought her, but it's not the same. He's not even been gone a fucking year :( I miss my dad, I want him back, he was the level headed one, the foundation of our family. He never got to see his grandson. He didnt even know i was pregnant.
I think I am so upset because I recognise that I am also losing my mum. She isn;t the lady I remember from my childhood. She is like a "mate" rather than a mum. and the worse thing is, she isn't someone I would choose to be friends with :( I just feel so desperate that this is how my family has turned out. A mum who is acting like a foolish teenager and no dad. I would talk to my sister, we are close, but I know that she is struggling with things more than me - she also has just had a baby :)
I am sorry this is so long and self-obsessed. I just need somewhere to vent, to rant about the fucking injustice of it all, and to wonder why I am missing my dad more now than i was when he died. Thanks if you have read this far.