I have written this comment three times, I deleted the last two. My Mum never wanted anyone to grieve for her, she didn't want a headstone, she wanted myself and Amanda to scatter her ashes and not say where they are. We scattered them in a beautiful place into a small waterfall knowing that the water leads to a river and to the sea. There would not be one place she could be mourned. A year to the day from her death I went up a hill, talked to Mum, had a cry and let her go. I'm not one for remembering dates of loss. Mum said life is for the living. I came down the hill and made a conscious decision to forget her death date, to remember the good times, but not the date. I got in the car, composed myself and switched on the radio to cheer myself up. The radio announcement said the The Queen had just died. So despite my best effort to honour Mum's wishes I can never forget her passing. Three years later I still miss my Mum, but I don't lie awake at night crying like I used to. No matter how old you are, no matter how old your parents are, they are still your Mum and Dad. Myself and Amanda nursed Mum for her last three days on this earth. She wanted to die at home, in her own bed, and we were able to grant her that one wish. There isn't a day I don't think about her, she will always be with us. One of my Mum's last few pearls of wisdom she passed on to us is to never save something for best because best never comes. Being Agnostic I don't know if we will ever meet again. Mum said, when you die, that's it, there is nothing else. I hope she is wrong. Thank you for covering this subject Martin.
I had to wait until I had proper time to read this. I am honored you shared this. I dread the day my parents go, it will come and no one knows when or how. Anyways I'm glad you were able to actually let her go, that's something not everyone is capable of unfortunately.
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I have written this comment three times, I deleted the last two.
My Mum never wanted anyone to grieve for her, she didn't want a headstone, she wanted myself and Amanda to scatter her ashes and not say where they are. We scattered them in a beautiful place into a small waterfall knowing that the water leads to a river and to the sea. There would not be one place she could be mourned. A year to the day from her death I went up a hill, talked to Mum, had a cry and let her go. I'm not one for remembering dates of loss. Mum said life is for the living. I came down the hill and made a conscious decision to forget her death date, to remember the good times, but not the date. I got in the car, composed myself and switched on the radio to cheer myself up. The radio announcement said the The Queen had just died. So despite my best effort to honour Mum's wishes I can never forget her passing. Three years later I still miss my Mum, but I don't lie awake at night crying like I used to. No matter how old you are, no matter how old your parents are, they are still your Mum and Dad. Myself and Amanda nursed Mum for her last three days on this earth. She wanted to die at home, in her own bed, and we were able to grant her that one wish. There isn't a day I don't think about her, she will always be with us. One of my Mum's last few pearls of wisdom she passed on to us is to never save something for best because best never comes. Being Agnostic I don't know if we will ever meet again. Mum said, when you die, that's it, there is nothing else. I hope she is wrong.
Thank you for covering this subject Martin.
I had to wait until I had proper time to read this. I am honored you shared this. I dread the day my parents go, it will come and no one knows when or how. Anyways I'm glad you were able to actually let her go, that's something not everyone is capable of unfortunately.