I’ve just driven to my local shops and parked the car. I’m sitting in the car crying. I see so many sights that remind me of my mother on the way here, her flats, the shops she liked etc. She died last August. Our relationship wasn’t always easy but I loved her. I did so much for her after she moved to be near us after my father died. I went to the flat two days ago to pick up the post and ended up crying there too. I miss her so much and would just like to see her again.
My daughter and her family moved to New Zealand eighteen months ago. I miss them so much too. Now my daughter’s marriage has broken up. We spent two months in New Zealand and have just returned. We had such a lot to do with the children since the day they were born and it was wonderful to see them and it was very clear that they were equally delighted to see us. My granddaughter clung to me and broke her heart when we said goodbye, likewise my daughter.
When we got home I had to carry on with sorting out mum’s things including her estate. The flat was sold but we lost the buyer. I had to tell my sister who is a difficult person to deal with, estranged as she is from two of her children. And barely speaks to her third. She was so, so nasty on the phone to me which really upset me again. She’s demanded her share of the estate after having agreed we would share it all out in one go at the end. I just sent it to her, I can’t deal with her nastiness any longer.
I’m sorry, I’m just pouring it all out. I know no one has a solution, it is what it is. There’s lots more background to all this but you’ve read enough if you’ve got this far.
Thanks for reading.
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