I hate that question now.
How am I supposed to answer?
Do people actually want to know? How would I even put into words how I feel?
It has been one month today since my mummy died. And to say I miss her is the biggest understatement of the century. Last week with Mick away and kids vommiting, and me returning to work all I could think was to ring my mum. She would have gotten me through, and she would have made me laugh :) Having never suffered a loss like this before (I know, I have been incredibly blessed) I am beginning to realise how brave it is for people to approach me and offer their condolences. Its brave to face someone who is suffering such a raw pain.
I am thankful that I have some brave friends.
I will never forget those who have reached out to me during this time. Cards, letters, facebook messages, texts, phone calls, visits...all wonderful, all precious, all make me feel supported:)
I had some friends visit last week. They just sat, and drank coffee and listened. They were brave.
I have been surprised to see who some of the brave people are. And sadly surprised by some of the people who aren't.
Its so true, you really find out who your friends are during times like this :(
I found myself scrapping some old christmas photos today, and it was hard. Way hard. She loved Christmas. Like seriously. When we were going through her clothes we found like 6 christmas shirts. And big earings...with batteries...yeah, she pretty much went all out ;)
I am dreading christmas this year.
But I know these guys will help make it a little easier. Being together makes things hurt a little less...
Mum loved it when we all got together. Some of our family pics have one or more of us frowning, cause she used to force us to get one every single time we were together...I am beyond glad that she did.
Thanks for stopping by my brave friends :)