A word so familiar yet a feeling we just cant describe…..
I can never forget the call in the early hours of 27th March 2016. A call that changed my perception about things.
I remember the call that changed the course of things for me. That call that informed me of my mother’s crossing to the great beyond.
I remember looking round the crying faces and screaming voices and I just knew that breaking down was not the next thing to do.
I can never explain where that strength came fro, but I knew I had to be strong for everyone. I had promised her to look after everyone, so why not start fulfilling my promise.
I recall going through the burial planning and the burial process.
Anyone who thinks loosing anyone old, young, in between is a small feat, I assure you, you need to think twice.
Coming back home to an empty house, your voice only re-echoes in my head and in the memories you planted.
Now I ask myself what prompted this…..
Again I am faced with another young lady who just lost her mother. I am caught between feeling very bad for this girl who just lost her best friend and being strong. The feelings just come flooding back. And again I am caught in a crossroad…….
The future may look bleak for now…….
But at the end i must find my path and chart my course