I lost my mum to cancer on 25th October last year, a day after her 73rd birthday. I'm struggling to cope knowing she's gone and can't get the images of her last few hours and after she passed out of my head. In one way I get comfort in the fact myself, my 2 sisters and brother were all with her at home, holding her hand and cuddling her, but then I get the visions of her breathing slowing down and a tear trickling down her face and then it all just stopping. I take comfort in knowing she's not suffering now and out of pain, she put up a good fight right till the end, but every part of me hurts and I miss her every minute. She was the kindest, sweetest most beautiful person. I know it takes time and everyone grieves differently, some days I'm ok and other days it just hits me like a ton of bricks. Maybe I need bereavement counciling!
Heartbroken
claire
