Kamala
1 month ago
When I started this blog in March 2008, I was steadily losing my grip, trying to cope with mum's (undiagnosed at that point) dementia and full time work. Prozac eventually saved me from total meltdown and mum spent her last couple of years much more settled in a care home. She died, aged 92, on 10 November 2011. Life will be very different from now on............
2 comments:
They were your world as you grew up and are firmly implanted in your head. You know what they would say, how they would react in any situation. They are with you, certainly, in that regard.
As for spiritually, it's hard to say, but this story is lovely and comforting.
Yes, they never go away. I sometimes find myself thinking 'dad would love this' or 'mum would not approve of that', lol.
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