hi cappucinogirl, welcome to the thread xx
hi to everyone else too xx
well this morning after my post about the robins, I looked out the back window at the frost and thought where is the robin mum, I'd love to see one land on my fence...I stared and stared but none came...I was feeling really close to mum and dad, but no robin came, I didn't mind I just went to work. As I walked into the doorway at work a wee bird flew out the doorway, I watched it, it landed opposite the door on a ledge and turned to face me...it was a robin...I smiled and watched it then walked into work...it made my day
BUT, and here's the rub, 2 things happened at work...one of my colleagues was saying how her daughter was unwell and only wanted her, her mum...an older guy at work said "oh nothing makes up for your mum, when you are unwell that's all you want, nothing replaces your mum", well I managed to keep it together, no one else blinked an eye...........then just before leaving work the same colleague was telling me how she is going to the ballet with her mum and her daughter, now this had me in pieces, going to the ballet was something me and mum did until she became too frail for the steps, I have lots of memories of us going, I said to my colleague "oh I always did that with my mum", its something I missed when she became too old, and instead of my colleague shutting up she went on and on about going with her mum and her daughter, seeing the nutcracker, me and mums favourite, honestly my heart just fell onto the carpet..........I've not got a daughter to go with and no mum now, I felt my colleague was rubbing it in she's got both...so I just went home and wept, I had to take ds2 out somewhere and drop him off, then I drove to my mums village and just drove around, I needed to go there just to try to feel a closeness to her and my dad, I drove to her old house where I grew up and went up to the door to see it, and also to her flat she was in for the last 18 months, I went round a neighbours garden to see her windows, someone else has moved in, its in sheltered accommodation, she was happy there or at least as happy as she could be, all I could think was mum died in that room.......I just had to go out there, the village was where I grew up and visited every week for the last nearly 30 years, its as familiar as my right hand, I know it better than dh and the kids, but I cant go now, thers no one there now, but I know every bump in the road, every tree
am home now, dh shouting at the football on the tv, tutting at me if I speak and he cant hear it, moaning at everything, he can piss off too