Sorry but I'm having a bad day and I just need to let it out. Â I woke up feeling like I've had no sleep and really down. Â Mum's been bad this week - a lot of pain and, I think, sliding into depression - so I'm in overdrive on worrying about her. Â My sister is with her today so I don't need to go round to see mum although I probably will drop round later. Â I thought I would throw myself into cleaning the house so make myself busy and then I'd start to feel better. Â My fatal mistake was asking my 18 year old daughter to help. Â She had a major strop. Â I tried to keep calm as I realise that she is worrying about my mum too but it was hard. Â I tried to talk to her but she just got worse and worse so I gave up. Â Then my husband made sarcastic comments about it all - again he is worrying and his mum is also not well - so I am still trying to keep a lid on it. Â But I feel even worse now. Â I'm now sitting on the sofa in my pyjama's watching old episodes of Grey's Anatomy without the will to do anything else. Â I just keep crying and feel so very very sad.Â
I was watering mum's hydrangea tonight and it hit me again that I'm never going to see her again.
I hate this!
Elenium
It definitely seems to be the ordinary things at this stage that get to us.
Mums handwriting in her diaries most recently got to me.
Dad crying a lot today too. Mum's friend visited. She'll be moving to somerset or Dorset by the end of the year she wished Mum could see the new house..she can't believe she's dead. Â Dad tried to say by the time he saw Mum she could hardly speak but he broke down.
Sister taking a break at my place and is crying there.
I'm not crying today. Â But I did a bit on Saturday at cathedral and at my flat.Â
Hug.
Jx
Heard Bridge Over Troubled Water on Saturday evening. ..Mum liked Simon and Garfunkel. Â The lyrics meant a lot more to me now.
Jx
When you’re weary, feeling small,
When tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all
I’m on your side
When times get rough
And friends just can’t be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
When you’re down and out
When you’re on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you
I’ll take your part
When darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Sail on, silvergirl
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
If you need a friend
I’m sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Mabel went through the dog flap without being trained, two teeth have come out so she is gappy. Sat in mums garden yesterday spoilt by neighbour smoking and 4 lawnmowers going. Moment lost. I miss her. Drive past the hospital, a route we did in ambulance and my car and i always held her hand. X
More piraton required
Take a deep breath ... then on with the day.
Hi,
You know the phrase it's going to get worse before it gets better? Well, we've all done the worse  so I'm hoping it's starting to get better for us all. I know exactly what you mean with the small things setting you off, first time I got the lawn mower out of the garage, Bob's gardening gloves were lined up on the wheelbarrow just waiting for him ......Â
Seize the day if you can.
Thoughts , love and prayers with all those suffering in Manchester and to you all.
Xxxxx
Take a deep breath ... then on with the day.
I think that is one of the hardest things with my personal grief to deal with Bobles, thinking maybe the things can't get worse but then out of nowhere the wrecking ball swings back and hits me again. Little things like you say but for me and my sons this week it's more big anniversaries to deal with, youngest is 22 on Friday and me 47 on Saturday, a birthday weekend without Jill !! How? God knows but feel really low this week.Â
Then on Monday a wedding to attend, the first invite since her death, the first invite with just my name on , wow this is hard .Â
Then I watch the news !! Oh my god the horror of it all in Manchester just 30 minutes away from the sanctuary of my home , the devastation and the sadness so mindlessly delivered by that individual.....sorry just feeling a bit lost today
We managed to get the organist to play that at Mum's funeral - she died of breast cancer in 1985 - but I still can't listen to that without feeling emotional.
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