Am going out to see my mother's body today, before the funeral on Friday. No-one else is coming, not because they don't care, they do. People have all different ways.
I just need to have a few words with her for the very last time and to make sure they've got her nice.
I've not read anyone's posts except to catch a glimpse of you Nands where you talk about the more complex the relationship the more complex the grieving. I think that's what you were saying.
Funny Nands the "looking down on you in protection" that you use when when someone close to you dies. It's very good.
We were asked by the funeral director for a 'saying' Mum might have had, and my brother recalls her often saying that she 'threatened' to watch down on us from her cloud, just to make sure we were doing the right thing.
So she is looking down Nands, and I'm looking up. Works good both ways.
I'm pretty fruity at the moment so please bear with me and will talk later.
I am so eternally grateful that I did not drink, nor intend to.