Hello everyone.
Some of you might know me from a thread I posted on around this time last year, just after.............
On Sunday, 23rd of November, my husband will be driving me to the crematorium where my darling Mum was taken to her final resting place.
She was just 59 and had Adenocarcinoma, along with it in all of her lymph nodes.... she riddled with it. Cancer. I knew it. I saw it. In the October, in her face, deep within her.
My Dad went mad when I told him what I'd seen.
On Sunday, we are going to go and see my wonderful, strong and beautiful Dad after the Crem, just us. I don't want to see anyone else.
I've just watched Holby and cried so. so. so much. Why do we lose the people who give us, gave us so much? Before my Mum met my (step)Dad, she gave up all of her life, all of her food, money to make sure that we were warm, clothed and fed.
She didn't make her 60th, or my 40th which is going to be in January. She gave me life, love and support. Regardless of how little money she had.... we always ate and were warm.
Please, tell me that this will get better, I have a disabled son to care for, a husband who loves me beyond the world and a teenage daughter who has the strength of a Lioness.