It’s my mams bd today , she would have been 59 but she died 2 days ago
We had been nc for over a year after 20 odd years of her abusing alcohol
She had been ill for a while but for months I had been told told it was an old neck injury but then her partner and friend turned up on my doorstep on the day she died to say it was actually cancer (can’t understand how it’s gone unnoticed)
I went to hospital and it was obvious she was dying . She got to meet her week old only grandchild and we had a cuddle . It’s as if she was holding out for me as she suddenly went down hill and died a few hours later
I’m a mess . I know that if she was still here she’d still be drinking and somehow using the baby as a rod to beat me with but I can’t help but feel like lll never forgive myself for cutting her off for so long
I can’t bear the thought of having to clear her house out etc . We had a family meeting yday and I felt like such a fraud like I had no right to any input . I know her brother feels like this too as he hadn’t spoken to her for 7 years but we have to be there for my grandma who didn’t get to say goodbye, she arrived at hospital too late and she had already died but grandma didn’t realise and thought she was asleep .
I’m not sure I’ll ever get over this