A week today I lost my mum after a long battle with multiple cancers. When people ask how I am I say I am okay. I feel that any normal person wouldn't feel okay yet. I love my mum more than words can describe she is the love of my life and my best friend. I spent every day with her. I feel like I have a massive void in my life where she used to be but I still feel okay. Don't get me wrong I have cried but I feel like I cried more whilst she was still here. I know that I am at the beginning of the journey of greif but also I feel like I am at the end. I am struggling to understand why I am not a mess right now but on the other hand I am comforted that my mum is no longer in pain. I feel that she would be looking down on me thinking I didn't care but I do. I am just weirdly calm.
