Just wanted to pop on as today is 4 years since I lost my lovely mum. She died suddenly and unexpectedly and it was a colossal, monumental loss that's changed absolutely everything.
I've experienced every negative emotion and felt grief so profoundly I wasn't sure I'd ever make it out with my heart and sanity in tact.
Yet here I am. Still living and laughing and still able to see wonder in the world.
This time 4 years ago, I was sitting with my mum's body (as she died at home and there were several hours before the coroners were able to come for her) It was a beautiful, bright autumnal afternoon, me and my 3 siblings and dad got time to sit with mum and spend precious time in a kind of suspended animation. We talked to her, we held her, we stroked her hair and we even managed some laughter. When I said my final goodbye I promised her I'd carry forward all the amazing things she'd brought into our lives - her love, her loyalty, her strength of character, her sense of humour, her honesty, her humility, her kindness, her compassion, her generosity.
The first year was a blur of pain, sadness and bleakness. But it did get easier. I was able to smile, to see beauty in the world and I was able to start to honour my mum by channelling her attributes. Everyday I feel her loss but everyday I see something beautiful in the world too.
I saw the quote I've attached 4 days after my mum died and its become a kind of mantra. I have it printed and hanging in my living room.
My most overriding thought these days is "I try everyday to be like you and everytime I see something beautiful, I think of you". I am now able to think about the woman and mother she was and the life she lived as opposed to ruminating on the pain and loss.
The last thing I said to my mum, that day 4 years ago, before her body taken was "Thank you mum for giving me the most wonderful life"
She really did give us all a wonderful life ❤️