hi all, thanks so much for all your kind messages and support over the past few weeks.
Had what seemed like the longest day ever today and so glad it is over. Left home at around 7.30am to drive down to Hayling for the funeral mass at 10.30. Was very early but better to be early than late for mum's funeral. I was ok at the church except when mum was carried in and out. I was so proud as the coffin was carried by my two brothers, my mum's brother from Ireland who I don't really know (only see each other at funerals) and my DS who is nearly 16. I was so proud and know nanny would have been proud to have him carry her as he was the oldest grandchild and I'm sure he was always the favourite as he spent so much time with her when he was younger.
I managed to hold it together long enough to read 2 of the 4 verses of one of the poems mum had written when her first son died and DD aged 13 read the second half as I knew I'd struggle with some of the words as it said 'my darling son' and think that really got to me because of H. DS also read the psalm which was nice. Am so proud of him. My brothers and their family wouldn't do any readings so it was down to me and mine.
We had a little reception at the church hall for all those that weren't coming to the burial then at 3pm we laid mum to rest with my dad and brother at the family grave at Guildford. It was a lovely service and my aunt who is a nun did the service rather than get a priest so it was very personal. I then read the second poem mum had written for my brother, 'The Gate' which ended with saying how she would meet him at the gates of heaven. I didn't think I'd be strong enough to do it so DS was standing next to me ready to take over but I managed it as I had to for mum, it was the last thing I could do for her although I know my voice was very shaky the last few lines.
Harrison wore the clothes that my mum had bought him and DD2 wore a dress that mum had bought for her that was in the bag with H's clothes that I found last week.
I wore a smart black suit with a white blouse untucked which disguised the fact that there was a 3 inch gap at the back where my skirt wouldn't do up
All in all, a good day. Ignored twunt brother who had the cheek to try to talk to DH who ignored him. DS and DD behaved (ish) in the church and DD thankfully slept through the burial. It was a lovely sunny day and in between tears I felt calm when mum joined my dad and brother. She is at peace now (I have to keep reminding myself of that).
Anyway, thats enough of my doom and gloom, I must try to be positive now and be happy that mum and dad are togther with their first born.
Am very proud that DS has signed up for a charity parachute jump 3 weeks after his 16th birthday to raise money for GOSH, my mum and dad's charity (it was where my DB was treated before he died)
Ironically, the date he was given is the anniversary of DB's death.
Good to see some of us are weaning although a bit unsure about the chicken
MS I equalled your unusual b/f location, b/f H yesterday on the carousel at Chessington and also on the skyrail/safari ride and today in church!
So what is the news on the meet up? Coram fields looks good, had a look at their website and it is right near GOSH so might pop in there to drop off some donations with a bit of luck