It is literally the hardest thing I have every experienced. My amazingly funny and supportive mum and best friend was just that happiest ever at finally getting her 1st grandchild. And it to be cut short and her only have a few months with him.
Her very last words were " give my grandson a kiss from me, I should have had another 30 years with him" (a bit outing if anyone knows me)
It's especially bad for me at the moment as its coming up to my sons 2nd birthday and a big hole where she should be helping plan everything and being the doting grandparent.
She would have been amazing and while he knows who she is on photies, it's so painful to think he will actually never experience how funny she was, how much love she could give, how fiercely protective and proud she was, yes I will tell him, but it's not the same as him actually experiencing it.
I do think though, in a way, I'm so lucky I had him when I lost her, as I don't think I ever would have got out of bed again.
I also think it has made me a lot stronger and independent as I don't have her here, I have to trust myself and my judgement a lot more, as I can't double check everything with someone but I would simply give almost everything or anything to have her back.
Here's for everyone on here, going through a horrendous time. 💐💐💐💐 we are all strong just carrying on !!!