Typically, when I’ve a lot going on I’ll try and find some time to write things down. I find it hugely effective at understanding what I’m thinking, what emotions I’m going through and what I need to do next.
With everything that has happened to my Mum these past few weeks, I’ve been slowly jotting down notes and thoughts, with the aim of posting something here. But the longer it lies there, unposted, the less likely I think it is that I will post it.
When Mum had the first ‘attack’, I sat with her as she recovered. It was a horrible, horrible time, not knowing what was going on, being scared for her, of losing her, and a thousand other emotions that were flooding my every thought. It is a very personal thing and, I realise now, far more personal than I’d want to share on here (anymore).
I will say this though. Facebook rocks*.
I took the idea from a friend of ours who was rushed into hospital with a brain tumour. She’s recovered now but her husband kept us all up-to-date via Facebook. I’ve been doing the same with updates from my Mum.
You have no idea how much heart we have taken from your comments, and “Likes”. My Mum doesn’t know many of you, but your generosity and all round loveliness has really helped. Thank you.
* but it’s still mostly gash…