I lost my mum nearly two years ago. She died suddenly and without warning of a heart problem we didn't know she had.
We were very close. She was in her 60s. I have two young DCs and feel like I've been carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders since. I barely give myself any time to think of mum. But I miss her so much I feel like all my pain and grief is always just below the surface, but once you get through all those 'firsts' after losing someone, people do seem to assume you're 'ok'.
I just miss her so much. I miss that person who I knew loved me completely unconditionally. I feel I've been through so much (I've re-trained since she died, got a new job, been working so hard to balance work and family life, and trying to support my dad). I just want her to be proud of me but I hate so much that we don't get to be together ever again. I hate that such a huge part of who I am as a person has been taken away. Forever.
Just needed a bit of a grief rant. Well done for reading this far.