After Dad Died and the Uphill Struggle of my Mum
by After losing my dad the affects of having mum in a home and the sadness we were to have with mum as well.
Strangely I remember mums funeral , it was nobody gets too much heaven by the bee gees on the way in. everyone had a photo of mum and dad with their arms around each other walking towards the millennium bridge in Newcastle like I said in my article that that was the last time they were together. And so it felt appropriate to have this photo at the funeral. There were lots of her golfing friends there and neighbours.
We toasted both their lives that day, and I felt happy they were now both together and not in pain, catching up with everything that had happened.
Life does go on its hard, and please don’t think I became ‘me’ again, because I would be lying. After both of them passing away, I lost a little bit of me to both of them. We did scatter their ashes on the 18th hole and we put a memorial bench on the first hole, where I sometime go and sit if feeling a bit lonely, on anniversaries my boys take a flower up for both of them just to let them know we think about them.
At Christmas we have lights in the shape of icicles hanging from the windows so my youngest says both nana and granddad can see us from heaven.
I have finished these set of articles on my mum and dad, and I hope it can bring some comfort to others who have been or are going through this sort of situation. God bless.
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