She lies in the hospital bed, frail but her mind very much alive.
She wants to go home, her refuge, the place where her memories are held. My Mother has terminal cancer. We do not know how long she has.
My brother and I are working hard to make her last wish come true. Putting care in place is taking much too long but we will not give up. Time is precious to her......I need to give her that time.
Poppi and Riley visited Great Grandma in hospital. I am so very proud of them. Just losing their Father and looking death in the face once again, they comforted Ruby. They sat at her bedside holding her hand and listened to the stories she had to tell. The human spirit is a wonderful thing.
It seems that life is testing us all, to see just how much we can endure. I have found incredible comfort and the peace I need in my garden................Poppi and Riley will be staying at the weekend. Time to talk, time to comfort, time to care.......................
I sit in the garden, a cup of tea in hand, staring into space.
2016 has been the most difficult of years, I thought it could not get any worse.
I am tired. In my mind I see the image of my Grandchildren clinging to their Mother, sobbing. Their world shattered, their little hearts broken.
Last weekend Poppi and Riley's father was doing a bike ride for charity through the streets of London. I cry as I type.
He was knocked from his bike by a bus and suffered severe injury to the head. Air lifted to hospital and put on life support we prayed and hoped. Sadly there was no brain function, and Sunday evening the machine was turned off.
Dear Daniel, you were complex, changeable, difficult to understand...........on the other side, caring, artistic, a wonderful sense of humour. You will be greatly missed by many people but none more than your children.
RIP dear boy...........you will always be with us in spirit and Poppi and Riley will always have you in their hearts.
