My Mum was buried on Mothers Day.
I was dreading the day anyway as I wasn't sure if my kids would even remember. The dread was justified even though it was for the wrong reasons.
It wasn't unexpected but somehow it was the last news I expected on Fri. The last few days have been a blur. I miss her so much and it doesn't seem real.
Mum has been my rock in the last couple of years, well all my life really but despite really bad health she has supported me at every point in this divorce hell. Divorce was alien to her, husband & wife, for better for worse, till death us do part, but I was