My mum and I were extremely close. Although we lived 4 hours apart we spoke twice daily most days and there was that unwritten rule that no matter how trivial she would always listen and give advice.
That one person whom you knew would never judge, be practical and tell you what you needed to hear.
She had minimal symptoms - and one week from diagnosis she passed away. I feel very honoured to have spent the last 2 weeks of her life with her we laughed, cried, reminisced and told each other all those special things you never expect to have to say to each other but have been of great healing.
I have a 3 yr old and an 18 month old and am wondering how I am supposed to do those normal, everyday things that your expected to do when i am shattered and so empty.
I am having trouble coming to terms with 'forever' - not hearing her voice, smelling 'her smell', and having her with me. It's been one month since I said goodbye to her, the hardest day of my life.
I am hoping to hear from others who have been in my shoes - to know that I am not alone in this awful journey.