I am so sorry for your mothers loss.
What a dreadful blow for all of you.
Like Lin, I am a few years down the line now and I am slowly coming to terms with my "new normal" without my lovely dad.
I'm so very glad you got to say what you wanted to each other. I didn't get that and it breaks my heart. I think the last thing I said to dad was "see you in10 mins" or something equally as irrelevant. In fact I saw him only 3/4 mins after that conversation when I was performing CPR on him :(
i still talk about dad all the time - he is as much a part of this family as he was when he was here.
His physical presence may be gone but I see him my brother who is the spit of him, in my youngest son who will grow up very like him I think, in my sisters laugh, in my own silly sense of humour and love of cheesy songs.
He is very much still a part of me and a part of my family and I am sure your dear mum will be for you all.
I would like to post this poem here for a you...I hope you don't mind. It has brought me great comfort since I lost my dad X
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you.
For an interval.
Somewhere. Very near.
Just around the corner.
All is well.