Such kindness and compassion. I am ashamed because for some time now, I have read and sorrowed over so many posts, but I have not offered any support. Yet in my time of trouble I am treated with such consideration. Whether I will be able to be more helpful in the future, I don't know. The spirit is willing but the flesh is very weak. But thank-you all for your messages, especially from those who have been through this nightmare themselves and know only too well the all-encompassing blackness and feeling of utter desolation.
Of course I knew it must happen ‘one day’, and I believed I was well prepared. Theory is one thing; practise is another. In the event nothing could have prepared me for the gut-wrenching, heart-breaking moment of the actual event and the over-whelming waves of grief that wash over and over.
I am now in denial and cannot believe it has happened. I keep preparing to go for my usual visits only to sit in tears when an inner voice tells me that I have no-one to visit anymore.
In time I trust I shall accept and take comfort from the truth that she is now, at long last, at peace and will not suffer anymore.
For the present though, I believe that, where-ever she may be, she will be as devastated as I am that we have been torn apart.