Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts

Thursday, 9 February 2012

90 words from 90 bloggers

Kate on Thin Ice is supporting Breakthrough Breast Cancer by challenging 90 bloggers to write 90 words about an important woman in their lives.

I wrote a post last year on 26 August about my mum, and I think it's appropriate for this challenge. It's a bit more than 90 words but I'm hoping that doesn't disqualify me!


20 years

20 years ago today my mum died after fighting cancer.

I was 16, just about to start back at school. We weren't a close family in terms of 'sharing our grief', we each dealt with it in our own way, with our own friends for support. But we carried on, my dad carried on, and he has dealt with a lot of sh*t over the last 20 years on his own.

I don't go to visit her memorial stone very often. Sometimes I feel guilty for this, but I know that just because I don't stand in front of a bit of stone, doesn't mean I'm not thinking about her. I don't get morbid or sad too often nowadays, usually I think about her in terms of what she'd think of me or my own situation, whatever that may be. I wish she could have met B of course, but he will know about her, has seen her photos, knows she is up in heaven.

20 years. Forever loved, never forgotten. xx



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Sunday, 11 September 2011

Goodbye Silent Sunday, I'll Miss You

Mourning the passing of Silent Sunday Linky - but fully supportive of reasons why - I still feel the need to post a photo today. It doesn't seem right not to!

Thankyou MochaBeanieMummy for good times!

Well, two photos to be precise, both very different, but some up the week.
(And unlike previous true Silent Sunday posts, I have allowed myself a few words, I hope I am forgiven...)

Awaiting first visit from the Tooth Fairy

9/11 remembered

Friday, 26 August 2011

20 years

20 years ago today my mum died after fighting cancer.

I was 16, just about to start back at school. We weren't a close family in terms of 'sharing our grief', we each dealt with it in our own way, with our own friends for support. But we carried on, my dad carried on, and he has dealt with a lot of sh*t over the last 20 years on his own.

I don't go to visit her memorial stone very often. Sometimes I feel guilty for this, but I know that just because I don't stand in front of a bit of stone, doesn't mean I'm not thinking about her. I don't get morbid or sad too often nowadays, usually I think about her in terms of what she'd think of me or my own situation, whatever that may be. I wish she could have met B of course, but he will know about her, has seen her photos, knows she is up in heaven.

20 years. Forever loved, never forgotten. xx