I've written several posts over the 18 months she has been ill and have received some great advice and support, so thank you. Mum died on Friday 28th May and the funeral was last Friday. In the end it was very quick - she was on holiday two weeks before she died and asking for a 'nice cup of tea' just a few hours before. We were all with her and she was completely amazing - calm and accepting. All she wanted to do was to thank us all. Even the nurses were in tears when she died.
I cannot quite believe she's not here any more - she was so much the pivotal point of our family (and the extended family) and it just seems so unbelievable that she's gone. I am strangely calm - but I feel as if I'm swimming in treacle for much of the time. Everything seems so much effort. DS1 is coping very well but the funeral was hard for him. DH was a star and read the eulogy I'd written with my sister and brother - none of us felt we could do it. She is buried in an idyllic spot - a country churchyard next to a field of cows under a beautiful tree. There were so many flowers and wonderful messages from people.
It seems very weird to have to go back to 'normal life' tomorrow - work and school. It feels as if we've been living in a bubble these last two weeks.