Following my dads death in March I have been on a very bizarre journey. I had a black and white image of how my life would become my own now after 7 years of care for my parents. It hasn't been easy, it is hard dealing with all of the intenseness of care and setting a new purpose. All of my siblings are at various stages of grief.
I do feel like Im walking in treacle- I went to a friends dads funeral and it makes you feel a deep sense of sadness for yourself. People around forget you are still in grief and they wonder why I drift into my own world. I realise I need to face up to the fact that grief for the death of my lovely mum is now hitting me.
My sisters and I are off to Florida for 2 weeks in 7 days. This is a post dementia holiday-I have a level of fear about it. We wont be able to ignore 'us'.
Thank goodness that as human beings we are a resilient race!
Heather
I do feel like Im walking in treacle- I went to a friends dads funeral and it makes you feel a deep sense of sadness for yourself. People around forget you are still in grief and they wonder why I drift into my own world. I realise I need to face up to the fact that grief for the death of my lovely mum is now hitting me.
My sisters and I are off to Florida for 2 weeks in 7 days. This is a post dementia holiday-I have a level of fear about it. We wont be able to ignore 'us'.
Thank goodness that as human beings we are a resilient race!
Heather