I lost my lovely mum 3 years ago and my dad nearly 2. They were still relatively young and were enjoying bring retired and having grandchildren. The last few years of their life were so hard for them both in and out of hospital and my dad had Parkinson's. Sometimes I feel this utter utter rage of the injustice of it all that their last few years were hard plus they were separated due to my dad in a care home.My mums friends of the same age or older I still see out and about and although it's nice to see them it makes me more heartbroken and angry that my lovely parents are no longer here.Sorry I mostly have come to terms with it and I don't miss how hard it was the last few months (I nearly had a breakdown trying to deal with them both) but my god I just miss them and how they would be so proud of their grandchildren.