My beautiful Mother died aged 92, nursed here at home by myself over the years, on the. 22nd of December, her brain ravaged by dementia.
I miss her so much, there's always been a co dependancy between us both and I don't know how I will cope, as presently I'm in bed all day and all night, inconsolable.
My sister and her children and Gran children are pillars of strength, but I'm unable to tolerate their presence. I want to just think about Mum and look at videos and pictures of he un disturbed.I can't stop crying, I'm dreaming she's alive and dies, when I wake it's not a dream, she's dead.
I don't know how I'm going to get through this, I really don't, my heart is breaking, really breaking, there's no purpose at all to my life .
I miss her so much, there's always been a co dependancy between us both and I don't know how I will cope, as presently I'm in bed all day and all night, inconsolable.
My sister and her children and Gran children are pillars of strength, but I'm unable to tolerate their presence. I want to just think about Mum and look at videos and pictures of he un disturbed.I can't stop crying, I'm dreaming she's alive and dies, when I wake it's not a dream, she's dead.
I don't know how I'm going to get through this, I really don't, my heart is breaking, really breaking, there's no purpose at all to my life .