Today is the fifth anniversary of my Mothers death
(Vancouver Island Canada)
Five years and nine days ago, I would have what would be my last conversation with my mother. A few hours after we spoke she experienced a bleed in her brain and became comatose. She died 9 days later in a palliative care unit. My daughter and I moved into the care unit and lived there for the duration, she was never alone. My Mum was a pretty great person, not perfect (none of us are) but a really good mother and grandmother. It took me about two years before I could speak of her without crying. It is still very hard now but I can get the words out (mostly) without tearing up. Just after she died I was so lost and found an online community and read stories such as those posted here. It helps I think.