My Mum passed away
Apr 10, 2020 7:48:47 GMT
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Post by stargazer on Apr 10, 2020 7:48:47 GMT
Early this morning I had a call from my mum’s nursing facility to say she had died. She was 88, she had me in her 40s and I never imagined I’d get to be older than she was when I was born before I lost her.
She was amazing in a very quiet, unassuming way. She worked hard and lived a good life.
My dad fell in love with her at first sight on a railway platform when she was 19, which was awkward because he was there with her fiancé! He was later the best man at their wedding & famously said when told he’d be next “Not me, the only woman I’ll ever love belongs to someone else.” Luckily for me I guess, she married an absolute b*****d & luckily for her this man who loved her quietly & privately was there to help her & her first daughter through it all. (Even when the b*****d tried to tell the navy they were dead so they would no longer send some of his pay check home to his wife & child; told you he was no good).
They were married 54 years. They lost a son 4 years before I was born & never imagined they’d have another child in their 40s but here I am. I had the great honour of giving them their only grandchildren & am amazed that those “children” are both legally adults before they lost a grandparent. My parents were such a huge, wonderful part of their childhoods.
Over 10 years ago we were able to move to a house with room for them and to look after them while we could. Sadly, 3 years ago she was hospitalised after several conditions conspired to weaken her & she declined further leading to needing 24 hours nursing care & was unable to come home. While she was in hospital dad visited her everyday with either dh or I. Since she has been in a nursing facility he’s visited at least 3 times a week. Naturally, with lockdown we have been unable to visits (apart from a special visit last Thursday when they knew she was slipping away) but he has written to her every day & the staff have read & re-read his letters to her.
I’m rambling because I’m sitting here waiting for him to get up so that I can break his heart. I took the decision not to wake him at 4:30 but to let him have one the last good sleep.
She was amazing in a very quiet, unassuming way. She worked hard and lived a good life.
My dad fell in love with her at first sight on a railway platform when she was 19, which was awkward because he was there with her fiancé! He was later the best man at their wedding & famously said when told he’d be next “Not me, the only woman I’ll ever love belongs to someone else.” Luckily for me I guess, she married an absolute b*****d & luckily for her this man who loved her quietly & privately was there to help her & her first daughter through it all. (Even when the b*****d tried to tell the navy they were dead so they would no longer send some of his pay check home to his wife & child; told you he was no good).
They were married 54 years. They lost a son 4 years before I was born & never imagined they’d have another child in their 40s but here I am. I had the great honour of giving them their only grandchildren & am amazed that those “children” are both legally adults before they lost a grandparent. My parents were such a huge, wonderful part of their childhoods.
Over 10 years ago we were able to move to a house with room for them and to look after them while we could. Sadly, 3 years ago she was hospitalised after several conditions conspired to weaken her & she declined further leading to needing 24 hours nursing care & was unable to come home. While she was in hospital dad visited her everyday with either dh or I. Since she has been in a nursing facility he’s visited at least 3 times a week. Naturally, with lockdown we have been unable to visits (apart from a special visit last Thursday when they knew she was slipping away) but he has written to her every day & the staff have read & re-read his letters to her.
I’m rambling because I’m sitting here waiting for him to get up so that I can break his heart. I took the decision not to wake him at 4:30 but to let him have one the last good sleep.