One week on..
Each minute I remember what was happening. I tried to get a friend round for a cuppa as it approached a quarter to three, the time Mum died, but her little girl was asleep.
I ended up in the kitchen cleaning and when I think about it Mum was in that room so much of her life. But the tears flowed and I fell out with my son who was desperate to bake just as the time approached and I just couldn't cope.
The numbness is fading and the pain is starting and I wish she was back, even as she was a few short weeks ago to feed again, and be there.
Each minute I remember what was happening. I tried to get a friend round for a cuppa as it approached a quarter to three, the time Mum died, but her little girl was asleep.
I ended up in the kitchen cleaning and when I think about it Mum was in that room so much of her life. But the tears flowed and I fell out with my son who was desperate to bake just as the time approached and I just couldn't cope.
The numbness is fading and the pain is starting and I wish she was back, even as she was a few short weeks ago to feed again, and be there.