Morning all. We have had a bad night. The darling mother of my partner died last night, and we have been up since 3am. She was an absolute jewel, the most wonderful woman you could ever have the privilege of knowing. She has been ill for 6months and endured a horrible operation, which was not enough to prevent the dreadful spread of the cancer. She never once complained and was bright and lucid until this weekend. She had herself worked as a nurse, and was still doing night shifts in a care home at the age of 81. She would have been 87 this summer. A person has gone from us, the like of which we don't make anymore. I feel helpless, but am determined to be as supportive of my lady, who is a near clone of her, as I can be.
Thank you all so much. It has been a surreal day in some ways. 'She who must be obeyed' is asleep on the sofa and looks drained, she has done everything she can today. It looks as we cannot put her mum to rest until April 14th. Would you believe her late mum has left word that we are all forbidden to wear anything black at her funeral. Just like her.
So very sorry for your loss, Togo, she was obviously a lovely person. If it is any help to you a friend of my mum's said (when Mum died) that she would never be dead as long as she was remembered with love.