I understand when people say that the pain is unbearable, when you don't want to talk to anyone or be in anyones company. My mum passed away on the 26th September, I dont know why today seems to be the hardest, I just can't comprehend that she's not there anymore. Its constant, my first thought and last thought and throughout the day, I think of mum. First day back at work today, I have no interest whatsoever, I used to be competitve working in business development but I actually don't care about it now. I'm worried about my dad and brother, especially dad, he looks broken. Few colleagues have said to call them, and say what, who wants to listen to someone crying, they dont feel what I am feeling, they won't know how wonderful my mum was, how she was the kindest person you could ever meet and so beautiful, even at 82 she was stunning. I'm 55 and I feel like a little girl who wants her mum, just lost
