Lost Mum and Dad in three months
I lost my Mum and Dad to cancer last year, within three months of each other. Dad nursed Mum through her horrible ordeal with bowel cancer and then when she died, was told he too had terminal cancer. They were young, vibrant, hilariously good company and loved by all who knew them. A year on, I still don't know what the point of life without them really is, although I know rationally that death is inevitable and happens to all of us. The longing to have them back is quite intolerable - and fruitless. I hope it will get better but my world is forever diminished. I know the best days are behind me. Perhaps that's just the way it is. I just want to send lots of love to everyone who is also feeling the agony of loss. It seems so cruel that we love people so much and have to watch them die - it's like a sick joke. At least none of us are alone in this.