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
At 1.53 am this day last year the hospital said come now...I was exhausted groggy...I woke my sister and told her who had to stay with my Dad. 13 minutes later they phoned to say Mum had died...I feel I had been slow but the trip to the hospital takes 20 min. Impossible ..
Love this poem...
She Is Gone
You can shed tears that she is gone
Or you can smile because she has lived
You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back
Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her
Or you can be full of the love that you shared
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday
You can remember her and only that she is gone
Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what she would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
Big hug Jenny. We all remember, terrible sad times.
its a beautiful poem.
our amazing daughter read the “he” version poem at Bob’s Funeral. our amazing sons were pall bearers. our amazing son presented the eulogy. I try to think of this And believe Bob knew how loved he was and he would be so proud of our children.
there, I’m crying now. I try and remember the love and go on when I’m feeling sad, I know that’s what he would want.sometimes it’s very hard.
your mum knows how much she was loved and how you fought for her and cared, still care for your dad, and is so proud of you and your sister,
love to you your dad and sister.
love and go on ... xxxxx
Take a deep breath ... then on with the day.
Moving, true, tearful. Emotional. Stirs it all up. We understand in the same way you understand us. Much love MM x
Always Remember the Precious Moments x
Oh Jenny, the minister read that poem at mum's funeral. Â It's lovely.Â
As you know it's my mum's anniversary tomorrow. Â I've felt a bit weird all day. Â Sort of out of it. I've not slept much over the last couple of days. I've got the day off work and will be going to the cemetery. Â
Elenium
My cousin read it at the cremation too. It is moving and apt and very hard to do...
Will be thinking of you tomorrow.Â
Love to you and everyone else on here.
Thank you all for your posts.
I feel deranged.
Tomorrow no hospital I hope.
Hug to all.
Jx
Went to the cemetary today with my older sister. Â It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Â I was actually worse yesterday. I was lying in bed last night thinking about when I got the phone call telling me to come. Â When I think of mum at the end I can't keep hold of the picture in my head. Â Which is not necessarily a bad thing. Â The picture I most get in my head is of mum in the hospital smiling at me, before Christmas.
We went for lunch after the cemetary. Â We talked about mum, it was nice. When I got home I sat and did a jigsaw with my youngest daughter. Â We talked about mum too. Â I actually haven't cried once today.
Hugs to all.
X
Elenium
Jenny, were all here with you.
big hug xxxxxx much love
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