Thanks Joffrey and Claudia, Hi ssd.
I know what you mean about the family dynamic ssd, we're still trying to find our new places without mum. It's only been 8 days, but the world is utterly upside down. My dad is bereft. He can't even think of mum, he blocks it out. I try to comfort him and reassure him that it'd okay, just whatever helps him through the day. I'm lucky I have my dad, but it's like the start of a new relationship where we're getting to know each other again. I don't think he knows who he is without mum. I don't know who he's going to be, who I'm going to be. I feel like a little girl again.
I just pray that we are able to stick together. A funny thing happened with mum's engagement ring. She said I was to have her rings, but the engagement ring went missing. I didn't tell dad because I didn't want to upset him, but I told my younger brother, who told my older brother, and it turned up in the place I'd looked for it twice. Older brother is clearing the house, deleting all trace of mum. It's been a bit tense. I'd be annoyed if I thought he'd taken it in badness, but if he wanted it for a wee comfort or remembrance of mum, I'd have given it to him. It's the duplicity I don't like, and I really don't want a feud, I want us all to be close. In her dosy morphine haze, mum said "don't push each other", and I don't know if that was "don't push each other away", "don't push each other too hard". I don't know. It's not the ring, I'm sure it's not expensive, it's the memories, and the fact she wanted me to have it, so I could pass it on to my daughter some day - her only granddaughter.
I had a cry over a fridge magnet today. My husband seemingly saw it for the first time - out of the blue, he read "Piza". Mum and I went on a cruise after her father died. It dawned on me, there's no one to verify cruise stories with now, no one to say "do you remember that day, it was pouring, we had white tops on, we were pissing ourselves laughing on the bus, would people think we were entering a wet tshirt competition?" My poor dad though, he has a life time of memories and mum had all the answers to the questions like "what did you call that wee woman who worked with so and so".
Thanks for reading, I'm not looking for answers. Just rambling! I broached Cruse counselling with dad today. Maybe not right now, but I think it would help him sometime. I went before. It helped me get a better "spin" on the facts - a lighter perspective in the middle of darkness. We've had 9 weeks of cancer and pain and being busy. It's all been dark. There's no changing the circumstances, but it would be nice to be able to remember MY MUM rather than the mum who was sick, full of drugs, confusion, on oxygen, fading away.
Happy Christmas all, thanks for being here xx