We lost mom on 4th March this year after being diagnosed with Stage 4 breast cancer 8 weeks earlier. This came as a huge shock after thinking she had been cancer free for 13 years. How wrong we were!!!
Dad always reminded me how I only had one mom and that she was my best friend. She truly was. Mom however thought I was a daddy’s girl so I guess I’m lucky to have been close to both.
Dad is devestated. She was only 64 and still employed full time.
He’s probably grieving the way any loving husband would. He doesn’t sleep though and won’t go to the doctors because he doesn’t want medication and he doesn’t want to talk to anyone professionally.
I’ve always worried about losing my parents, I just never thought this day would come yet. I’m 32 and feel so robbed, especially with all my friends still having their moms. I used to wake in the night thinking what will I do when I lose them, and then thought how stupid I was being because they were ok.
Im now worried about losing my dad and how I’ll cope being parentless. When we told people about losing mom, everyone was shocked and said how they thought we were going to say it was my dad! I can’t help worry. When we got diagnosed I was told I was being irrational because I was convinced we would lose her and had pictured the scenarios evolving, which is exactly what happened (even though the doctors said they’d be able to get her through it and manage it) so now I can’t help but worry that I’m going to lose my dad too. He is 71. He doesn’t have a circle of friends (mom was his everything) and no real hobbies (he revolved his life around mom).
I don’t cry all the time, I compare myself to an overflowing water butt. The tears are always close by, but they come out each day at some point to bring the level back down again.
Sorry about the long post, I think I just needed to let this out. I’m sorry for each of your losses on here and that this horrible disease exists.
