THanks for the ‘like’, Evee and Katie
When you’re at rock bottom, only option is up.
You don’t really think about it. You go through the funeral, you get through the day, you get through the week. Eventually you’ve got through a month. And now it has been a year.
September
September starts feeling like a countdown. My sisters and I sleep in Mum’s room with her, wondering if that night would be the night she passed away.
I am christened on the 7th of September. This is the last day where Mum is conscious. My Godmother helps Mum to say the Lord’s Prayer. She smiles so much when I am christened. Relief floods my body because I think “we’ll be in heaven together now.” The thought of not being in heaven with Mum was one of those weird thoughts that was keeping me up at night.
Mum’s birthday is the 8th of September. On the morning…
View original post 2,326 more words