I gave birth to a wonderful son who was told he had cancer. It was a child hood cancer call Ewing’s Sarcoma. He had a better chance of winning the lottery than getting this cancer. He died on the 31st July 2018 I also have a lovely and successful daughter who has always had a problem with her brother as she thought of him as the favourite one. I know this isn’t true but I could never manage to convince her. In the lead up to his death my daughter took the opportunity to try and cone between us and I’m sorry to say the journey turned from the worst time in my life to complete hell. She took compassionate leave to be at his side in the hospice and brought with her a man friend who sat at the end of the bed without being introduced. It was bazaar and my husband and I had to ask the hospice to intervene to have this man and my daughter removed while we visited. I can’t believe this all happened while my poor wonderful son was dying.
On the day my son passed away I couldn’t deal with seeing him while my daughter and this man was by his bedside. The hospice tried to do their best but this was a situation that proved difficult. I stood back because I couldn’t deal with it.
My daughter phoned to tell me that not only had I lost a son but I’ve lost her too.
I cant work it out. I don’t understand why my daughter has been so cruel. I’ve never treated one more than the other. I just dont understand it.
Beyond all of that I’ve lost my wonderful son who was a pilot and was reaching for the stars. I miss him so much I can’t bear even seeing a plane going across the sky. My world has stopped. I won’t have any grand children now. All I ever wanted was to be a family with grand children. Now I have nothing but my lovely husband but my life seems aimless. Why Me !!