I work in a hospice. I’m usually hard as nails. We’ve had a mum with a 9 year old daughter. She died today (mum not the kid). This one has really got to me. I have a 7 year old daughter. The patient’s daughter was a lot like mine.
Can’t get over the little girl not having her mum to grow up with. That’s she’s never going to get a bed time story or cuddle off her mum.
She has a great dad and extended family. But all I can think about is how my girl loves me more than anything and how she would be so distraught without me.
Don’t really know what help this post will be but wanted to write down that I cared, and I hurt and that I will be thinking of that little girl for a long, long time.