Mother and Child Reunion

It is Friday again.

There is another funeral to attend.

In an hour and a half I have to attend the funeral of my late BFF’s mom who passed away on Tuesday.  My friends mom was like a back-up mom to me.  She was a lady from the top of her dignified head to the tip of her carefully manicured toes.  A gentle soul who had also buried a daughter.  A lady who attended all my loved one’s funerals….

I got so carried away with Stepping Stone Hospice that I neglected to visit her as often as I wanted.  A couple of times I arrived at her home, and she would be out.   She spent the last 7 weeks in hospital, and when I walked into her room, all masked up, she teared up and said “Where have you been?  I have missed you so much.”

So life passes us by.  We become too busy to visit those we love… and then one day, far too soon, they are gone.

She did not fear death.  In fact I think she embraced death in the end.  I know that she is reunited with Marlene.

I wonder whether she will bump into Vic and my Dad?

I am so tired of being sad.  I am so tired of pretending that I am okay – even happy.  I truly wish that it was my funeral today.  That I was the one reunited with her daughter…





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I am a sixty plenty wife, mother, sister, grandmother and friend. I started blogging as a coping mechanism during my beautiful daughter's final journey. Vic was desperately ill for 10 years after a botched back operation. Vic's Journey ended on 18 January 2013 at 10:35. She was the most courageous person in the world and has inspired thousands of people all over the world. Vic's two boys are monuments of her existence. She was an amazing mother, daughter, sister and friend. I will miss you today, tomorrow and forever my Angle Child.

6 thoughts on “Mother and Child Reunion”

  1. I am so sorry you are feeling so low. Don’t wish it was your funeral! You have so much to share with the people in hospice care. Think of all those who would miss you. Yet again, perhaps it is time to leave hospice caring for something else, something without death being the end of every short relationship. I’m sure you get immense satisfaction from your hospice work, or you wouldn’t be doing it, and there can be nothing like giving someone dignity and peace at their death. I’m wondering though, if dealing in something else, something where something is being created or born. I know it has not been long, and your Vic’s death will haunt you always, but you deserve to put some life back into your life!


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