Lost my lovely mum in January of 2019. I think she decided it was time to go, really. When we were clearing out her house we found she had got rid of so much stuff, and prepared for this, if you see what I mean. I'd been staying with her end of November, and between then and New Year's day, she did a massive clear out. She called an ambulance on NYD, and died in hospital 15th. Doctors could not see why; she just shut her eyes and went. She was ready - we were not!
Anyway, in these first 2 weeks of the year are New Year, DS's birthday, my work anniversary and wedding anniversary. I just find it all unbearable, to be honest. In the run up I am replaying the days and hours, and replaying all of the regrets. I can't yet reconcile any of it.
Don't know why I'm posting really, but I'm desperately sad and just wish I could turn the clocks back.
Hugs and soothing thoughts to all who are struggling with new and not so new losses.