Tommorow is my mums funeral. my brother and sister have took control with everything and i had little say, ok i thought people deal with loss in different ways.
They asked me to write the speach for mums funeral which you can read on the previouse blog. and they have re written it them selves, its no longer a love story/ fairytale which is how i saw my mums and dads life together its all about how they both were ill and died. as if we did't no that. im so mad im thinking of not even going tommorow. im so angry with them. why ask me to do it if they were going to change it anyway.
