Last week my Nana (dad's mum) died unexpectedly and I'm all over the place. She had been deteriorating as had a fall and was living basically in one room or her house, was suspected to be in the early stages of dementia and was soon to move to sheltered accommodation, but we expected her to live for a few years yet, certainly to see christmas. I just feel sad, lost, numb, confused, guilty and selfish. I feel guilty because, although I saw her really often as a child, in recent years I have only seen her maybe two or three times a year (the last time I saw her for a length of time was last christmas) and I didn't phone her as talking on the phone with her was so hard because she never wore her hearing aid and you'd have to shout down the phone. I feel bad that DS(7) hardly knew her and doesn't really have any memories of her that he can recall and I have barely any photos of her with him.
Because it was an unexpected death there has to be a coroner enquiry so we aren't able to book a funeral date yet and I feel guilty because I am involved in lots of concerts over the next few weeks and am worried about having to miss one for the funeral or that it will be on, or very near, DS's December or my early January birthday. I feel so selfish that I am thinking of my concert commitments when my focus should be on my family who I won't see until new year because they live 3 hours away and my schedule is just so busy and I don't drive and can't afford the train fare to get there without DH to drive me. I feel guilty because I should be planning DS's party and chasing up the parents who have not replied (we have to get the list of children to the venue in advance so can't 'chance it') but all I want to do half the time is curl into a ball and sleep until new year.
Christmas will be spent at my inlaws (my parents have already booked activities over new year for us and Inlaws have already booked xmas activities so can't really swap) but I just feel like cancelling christmas, especially as, dearly as I love my inlaws, they irritate me at the best of times. (Through no real fault of their own, just differences in 'ways' if you get me.)
Sorry, I'm ranting it's just that DH is bearing the brunt of it all at the moment as I don't really have many close friends nearby I can talk to.
Thanks all for 'listening'.