By My mom passed away this morning.
I thought I had a handle on it until I wrote that line...
She'd been ill for quite a while and whilst it's understandable that some people, including myself, could say that it's for the best, it isn't...
Yeah, she's not suffering anymore, but she's not alive anymore either...
She'd been ill since before my uncle died and had a brief period in hospital which seemed to help immensely. However, over the last couple of weeks she's gradually deteriorated again. Yesterday, whilst I was at work, they had the Doctor out to see her and he recommended that she should return to hospital. Unfortunately, due to the condition of her lungs they couldn't put her on a machine without her remaining on it for the rest of her life, and because of her extremely frail state they would be unable to resuscitate her without causing extensive damage.
She died at 8:20am this morning, aged 61. To say I'll miss her is probably the biggest understatement ever. Everything else seems so insignificant at the moment.
Words always seem so insignificant at a time like this. I'm sorry for your loss.