I’ve just had some news which has made me thankful for everything I have…and realise it could all disappear in the blink of an eye. My neighbour’s wife has just died from some kind of cancer. She wasn’t ill for long – she was only diagnosed last week. It’s brought all sorts of memories back to me – my mum died just over four years ago from Pancreatic Cancer. Everything my neighbour was saying about the hospital reminded me of what we went through with Mum. All those memories I’d stored away in a mental box marked ‘do not open’…all the unpleasant, hospital/hospice moments we battled through. In comparison with my neighbour I suppose she was lucky – Mum had three & a half months from diagnosis. The worst few months of my life.
I can imagine what my neighbour’s children are going through….the unreality of it all, right next to the brutal fact that she’s not there any more. Just horrible. The ground falling away under your feet.
So I will be cuddling my little Squishy closer tonight, & trying to be more patient with Twink tomorrow. My thoughts are with my neighbour and his family, as well as anyone else going through a nightmare time because of illness or grief. Â And as always, my mum will also be in my thoughts.
Sorry for the slushy post, but that’s just how I’m feeling.