Well here I am again five years later posting on the bereavement board. The first time was the suicide of my son. This time, my Mum. Passed suddenly during the early hours in her sleep. She hadn't been ill...no signs of anything wrong. In fact last night, my Dad and her had my sister and family over for a get together (DH and I weren't there as we had already been invited to his parents for Easter Sunday) and she was full of life and even having a little boogie in the kitchen. It had been a late one. She went to bed at approx 1am and my Dad found her this morning sat up in bed with her reading glasses on, passed away.
We're all in shock. She's been my rock since losing our son. I honestly thought she had at least another good few years left in her. Totally devastated. 😢