It was her time :(
Last week I lost my Grandmother after a 2 week struggle of not being able to breathe properly. She had other illnesses such as Parkinson's and Angina just to name a few, so the odds were against her.
We cared for her at home until it was at the stage where we couldn't any longer, and she had to go to Hospital. She wasn't really conscious, and mumbling whilst sleeping from lack of oxygen. 2am the next morning she passed away.
I never wanted her to suffer or be in any pain, but I feel cheated in a way that she didn't know I was there before she left us. I remember her touching my hand before I left her room that afternoon, but I didn't want to disturb her and I didn't even say "I love you" i think that's what's killing me the most.
Her funeral is tomorrow and I feel like I'm going insane, I'm trying to be strong for my daughter who is 10yrs old, but I think she is coping better than me. I feel empty and heartbroken, as a piece of me is gone and never coming back. This is the first loss for me at 32yrs old that I have had to deal with, and I feel like I'm on a roller coaster. I can't seem to look at her photos at all at the moment, as I just feel that pain in my heart.
I miss her so much xxxxxxx