Just popped back for quick look at how everyone is doing. In a strange mood this week, as this time last year my lovely Mum had been taken into hospital (2nd Jan), after collapsing at her care home. Transpired she had pancreatic cancer and pneumonia - although had seemed very well just that morning when my sister in law visited. Anyway, she was very poorly, and the lovely staff at the care home told us we could bring her back to her home for end of life care. This we did on the 5th January, and she died peacefully on the 10th with us three children and our husbands/wife in her room with her. I've checked in here on the odd occasion, but was especially drawn to it today. It was definitely Mum's time to go, but I miss her so much. Before dementia took hold she was such a lively, funny, witty lady - and that's how I try to remember her. And I have to admit the relief when she finally let go and went to join my gorgeous Dad who had died seven years earlier was immense. But some days I physically ache with wanting to see her again. I love and miss her so much.