Dear Bastan
I often think about you, and it was lovely to see you here again. But so very sad to read about your mother's death so soon after Nat, it must have hit you hard in the midst of your grief.
I re-read your first post here and I cried. I cannot imagine Henry being no longer alive, never seeing him or touching him again, and although dementia is an ongoing profound sadness and full of losses, it must be tremendously difficult to be where you are.
You will survive, of course, and hang onto that chink of hope, but do not expect too much of yourself too soon. It is a cliche but one day at a time. That's all we can do, isn't it, then hopefully as time passes you will gather strength and life will be good again. Differently, but good.
I hope you will come to TP again, when you feel up to it, Bastan.
Thinking of you
Love
Loo xxx