Morning all. Please can I join?
My beautiful mum died last night. She had recently turned 65 but was given a terminal cancer diagnosis on her 50th birthday and given weeks to live. She had miraculously survived the last 15 years and seen 4 grand children born and both myself and my sister settle into happy relationships/marriages. She saw me retraining for the job I have always wanted.
She was very poorly the last few years though and her quality of life had declined dramatically. We had a big party in October for her birthday and I got lots of pictures of her with my son and with me as I didn't really have any. We had a big family breakfast last weekend for my step dads birthday and that was the last time I saw her.
She had a heart attack at home last night, which is no surprise with the poor health she was in, so whilst it feels a massive relief she is no longer suffering, it was still a shock as she was oK yesterday and jokingly telling me off via text for putting my tree up too early :)
My mum remarried 20 years ago and my step dad and dad have become best friends over the years. my dad is a funeral director so he went over early hours this morning and collected mum and took her back to the funeral home, so I know she is looked after well. My step dad has gone over to my sisters so he is looked after too (although he is like me and probably just wants to be on his own).
I have a 5 year old son who I haven't told yet. I only found out when I woke up this morning to the missed calls from my sister so it was hard to hide my tears before school. It is my 40th birthday in a week and my parter is taking me away Monday - Wednesday and my son is staying at his dads. I feel it's best to wait to tell him until I am back or should I tell him sooner rather than later unless he hears from elsewhere?
Just in a state of swinging between relief, tears and feeling ok. I don't know how I am supposed to feel? I have made it to almost 40 without ever losing somebody I love so it's all new. She had many moments where it was touch and go and we prepared ourselves, then she bounced back. Selfishly, I am glad it's happened this way and not sat by her bedside waiting for her to pass. She would have hated that too.
Going to have a hot shower and sort myself out as I am sure somebody will arrive to check on me today, and I currently look a greasy, puffy mess.
Hugs to everyone who needs them x