Thanks you for the support. I'm not quite up to speed with everyone elses situation, so apologies that I'm not doing personal comments etc. I hope we all have a good or better day today.
I went up to my parents one DDad phoned and we left him late last night to come home to do DD weekend activity and to just give me the freedom to breakdown without mehaving to worry I'll set DDad off.
I have moments of kind of forgetting and then I remember and my stomach flips and the tears well. Yesterday morning at breakfast in the hotel me and DH were staying at I was just focussing on eating and trying to focus on the breakfast news on the tv and all of a sudden without any warning this uncontrollable sob started, I just dashed out of the room and virtually ran back to the room and sobbed for 5 minutes. When I returned to breakfast itmwas like walking back into the ok saloon with everyone looking round at met. I wanted to tell them to fuck off and shout that my Mam has died, stop looking at my swollen, puffy face from the crying.
DD Has been staying with my SIL and BIL, which has been fun for her. DD is 6 and has a photo of my Mam, which she looks at and a little teddy which my Mam gave her. She is being really resilient and is doing well. She is crying when she needs to, so I know she is working through her grief.
When we were driving home last night that realisation hit that I will never touch her hands anymore or give her a hug. I last saw her on 8th August and she thanked me and hugged me for helping her and my Dad. This heartfelt exchange occurred in the disabled bathroom after I took her to the toilet and I was washing her hands for her (she had severe weakness on her left side due to the stroke). I told her to stop being daft!
My heart lurches when I look at her chair and she isnt there to say hello as she would normally do. Her room smells of her and I just miss her.