Bad day for me here today. My Dsis and I took dad to see mum in the chapel of rest. I didn't want to go - I was with her when she dies, so didn't feel the need to see her, but dad is very good at the emotional blackmailing and made me feel so guilty that I agreed to go. I was also trying to take the pressure off my other Dsis, as she had not seen mum dead and was insistent that she didnt want to, but dad was pushing her to, so I thought if I agreed to go he would lay off of her a bit.
Mum did not look like mum AT ALL. It could have been a complete stranger lying there. Just her face was not right - I dont know, she just didn't look like her at all. She did look peaceful, though.
Something that I am sure I will be able to laugh about at some point, but I found quite horrific was that both DSis and I thought that they had chopped mums legs off!!! The skirt was looking as if it was just lying on the base of the coffin with no "leg shapes" underneath, IYSWIM. After Dsis and I mouthing to each other above dad's head I had to touch the skirt just to prove to myself that her legs were actually there. They were!! I mean, what was I thinking????? Why on earth would anyone want mums legs????????
My birthday tomorrow and really not sure how I feel about it. Mum had been too unwell to remember my birthday for the past few years, so I should be used to her not being able to make the fuss of me like she used to. DH and I are going away for a night in a posh hotel which I am really looking forward to. Just work to get through in the morning.
Have a peaceful weekend to you all.