She’s Gone…

I’ve not written anything for a while because I really have no words right now. On 22nd May I posted concern about my mum talking to herself. Loads happened after that day but the most shocking was that she passed away 3 days later.

As I sit here trying to act grown up and sort everything out, my mind keeps asking could she have been saved? Her last few days were awful and I saw it all. Her very last day was horrific and it’s all I can think about.

I’m trying desperately to get on with things, even crafting to forget but it’s always there.