My niece (35) died this morning. She was admitted last night with pneumonia. She was texting me last night sending photos. This morning, gone.
Her mum died of pneumonia 20 years ago when my niece was 16. She was then in a RTC & later ended up being awarded 1.3m.
My niece had a son when she was 27 but he was taken off her because she chose drink/men do have over her son.
She then lived a Jekyll £ Hyde life - doting, sober mum when she had her son then as soon as he went home, she drank, had all sorts of people coming & going as she has a house & money to buy alcohol etc. she never worked.
But it wasn’t her fault. She’s the product of her upbringing. It wasn’t my sisters fault either. She also had a terrible upbringing. My mum was an alcoholic.
She had no chance in life. She just wanted to be loved & so did my sister.
I’m sat in my car waiting for my DD to finish brownies sobbing. I’ve had to hold it in so she doesn’t see. I feel such sadness for the life she lived & the 1 she should’ve lived but also so incredibly guilty that I didn’t see her more. I told heriwssaleays there but I only saw her when she had her son as this was when she was sober.
I get 8 hours a week when my DD goes to her Dad’s for the day. I spend all
this time cleaning, shopping & catching up on life admin. My niece couldn’t come to mine as she had anxiety & I was just to busy. None of which is good enough.
I should’ve made time, visited more, told her how much I loved her, how funny she was, how it wasn’t her fault the way she was.
i would do anything to turn the clock back🥲🥲