It’s not easy to write about someone who’s close to my heart but soon will not be around us anymore. It’s my Mum. At the beginning of this week she could conquer the world, if she wanted, full op life and lust for a long weekend abroad… And on the travel-day itself no lust, not even for life anymore.
I just don’t know what to say or write.
Just the way she talks about dying and that enough is enough brings a strain on my Dad and the rest of us too. They’ve been together for 60 years, married for almost 58. I’m glad my big Sis is around at the moment since I’m not allowed to take care of her, wash her or wipe her bum. Also my younger sister is a big help, it’s close to her old job when she was still a nurse, instead of being in higher management at the same hospital.
My mentally handicapped brother knows she’s sick, but doesn’t know how bad it is. How do you explain that to a man of 51 with the mind of a ten-year old. We know how death in the family always shakes him up.
As long as she’s around we try to talk about the good times we had, sharing memories…