Biggest loss of all
Compassion eases pain of tragedy
I LOST my Mum. I’ve thought about how I was going to tell you, but I believe that’s the best way.
Everyone goes through it, or will go through it, and that’s losing the most important person in the world to you, whoever they may be. No real answers to ease the pain here, except maybe one, friends. Every single day, three or four messages asking how I am, numerous phone calls checking on me, one dear mate even drove up, just for a hug, actually I’ve had so many hugs. The pain and the memories are forever, but that caring and sharing of the pain with friends, is an absolute blessing. Thank you all. In fact, right now I’m getting a hug, or my leg is. I just got home from my first day at work – it didn’t end too well I have to say, and he simply knows.
Rushed at me, leapt into my arms, head under my chin, and hugged me. I looked at him with my red eyes, he looked up at me with his big brown eyes, happy to see me.
He’s been the same every day. He seemed to know these have been the darkest days of my life, and hugged me even more, my dog Bing.
And yes I guess he likes licking the salty tears too.
I truly have been blessed to have had my Mum for so long, I know that. I have no real regrets, of which I’m thankful. To be able to laugh with her for so many years in my glorious city, to be able to introduce her to all my friends, to be able to go shopping with her, to be able to watch her make such good friends, to be able to see the joy on a stranger’s face when they meet her, to be able to walk with Mum in the gardens, to be able to sit and talk of family past, to be able to share my successes and have her console me during my failures, to be able to laugh with her, to be able to discuss plants and tree with her, to be able to enjoy a home cooked meal together, to be able to eat her amazing homemade chocolates, to be able to have birthdays and Christmases with her, to be able to listen to her incredible wisdom, to be able to care for her, to be able to feed her, and to be able to say ‘Thank you for my life’ at the very end of hers.
I thank you all, all those who met Mum and showed her such kindness. But there is another, a very, very special soul, one who my mother loved dearly, in fact I’m sure Mum’s first job when she arrived in heaven, was to thank God for Barbara. Her kindness and love for mum, truly wonderful. To watch them together, hear them laughing was so very heart warming, my mother adored my lovely Barbara.
My dog Bing has leapt on my knee again, wants to wash my face I guess.
I wish you all ‘Happy Days’, and as my dear Mum would say to Barb and I, whenever we left: “Be kind to each other”.
Vale Sylvia Jean Price. I miss you, Mum.