It was a shock in the end - mum went so fast. Two weeks in I am getting more and more emotional. I have been busy arranging the funeral, clearing her flat and dealing with the finances. I am fine as long as I am busy but if I stop to think I just cry and cry. Everywhere I go are reminders of mum - just little things like finding a pair of her earring set me off today. Clearing the flat has been painful. She left loads of photos and diaries. - I can't even look at them yet. I didn't know I would be like this - I thought I would be more accepting (as my brother is). I did grumble a lot about coping with looking after her (a lot), but I did do it and saw her most days for 31/2 years. Every time she needed something I got it for her and tried to make her comfortable. She was so grateful to me. If I still feel like this I don't know how I'll get through the funeral.