I'm not sure where to start this really, and so many new people here since my last post, but hopefully a few may remember me. Although I haven't commented much, I have popped in to see what's happening although not as often I would like.
I have been meaning to write this for over a week but the words just wouldn't come.
My beautiful mum lost her battle with emphysema in the evening of 20th December. She died in my arms at home, where she wanted to be.
Even though we knew she was really ill, we didn't expect her to go so quickly, she was ok the day before but so bad when she woke up on that Friday. Trying to get up out of bed and she was fighting so hard to breathe, becoming sweaty and clammy. Ironically she didn't have a chest infection, I just think her little body couldn't fight any longer.
I promised her last Christmas that I would look after her until the end and I did, thank God, I did.
We say our final goodbye on this coming Friday, I just want it to be over.
I just wanted to let you know