We lost my beautiful 71 year old Mum 4 weeks ago to pancreatic cancer. It was around 18 months after the initial diagnosis. We had the funeral yesterday where we did her proud. She was a lovely, kind lady, who was our rock. I'm not sure where the last 4 weeks have gone - in a blur of tears mainly. I did not realise how hard it would be to lose your Mum, even though we were pretty much prepared for it. We watched her struggle in the last day and that's one thing I can't get out of my head. I now have a longing for the past and can't see how I'll ever look forward to anything without Mum there. Does it get any better?
Thanks fior listening
