RosieandherMaw I am lonely but only for my husband . I want and need him every day and it's been 21 years since he died in February he was 47 and I was 45. Our children left home 2 years after he died it's what I wanted our daughter was in her final year at uni when he died and she came home to help her brother through A levels and be with me . But she only did temp jobs and wasn't using her degree she worked so hard for. So when my son went to uni told her she has to go too. She had met her future husband at uni and went back to the city .
I spent 13 years living over 100 miles from them and we saw eachother as often as we could but I had 3 parents to look after. Everyone had a life but after my husband died I just existed my home became a house as without my husband it wasn't home . Everyone got on with doing what they wanted . I helped my mom look after my dad until he died 3 years aged 80 after my husband,and then had my mom and mother still to look after. I could never relax as I was on call 24/7.
People around me got on with their lives but I felt trapped. But I couldn't not look after them. My mother in law I hated for 40 years but looked after her because she was family. She died 11 years after my husband aged 91.
Had my mom live with me last 18 months of her life as she has cancer and dementia. Mom died 4 months before her body did. She was 90 when she died in 2017.
My house has become a stone round my neck and I rattled round it. I hadn't been truly happy since my husband died . Happy both my children where married and brought their own homes and had my first grandson.
I understand the feeling of everyone having a life but not having one . I didn't realise how much my health had suffered so much. I was born disabled but had no diagnosis. After mom's funeral I felt very ill foolishly thought life had caught up with me and I needed to rest . I didn't realise I was yellow. I couldn't see it. Only reason I called the GP to visit was I could hardly walk and was exhausted. Even when she told me I was yellow I couldn't see I was. Sounds mad I know . I had jaundice and was seriously ill for 5 months but it was my wake up call my life had to change .
So I thought about what I wanted it was only 3 things move ,lose weight get fit. When my gastrologist discharged me he told me people with my bilirubin levels normally died. That reinforced my determination to have a life.
Took me to 2019 until I moved closer to my children to have a life . But I am very independent as I had no back up for 13 years and no intention on leaning on my children.
Must cut this ramble short . Lost 7st , go to 2 exercise classes a week and exercise daily at home . Because of the brilliant healthcare here finally found out the 2 things I was born with and on medication for both. My aims when I moved was to live my life to the full something I had promised my husband I would but couldn't until I moved here. I wanted to join a craft group and did ,still a member of a craft group but a different one to when I moved here. Last May had my first holiday for 19 years just Monday to Friday loved it so much went away in September.
Premier inn have accessible rooms for walking and wheelchair disabled. I walk with a stick . The rooms are perfect . Going away next month and September for holiday and visiting my brother and sister in law in July. I travel by train with travel assistance which is brilliant. Never have to worry about getting on and off the train or getting on the right on.
I see my daughter and grandsons usually every week but sometimes it's a fortnight depends on what we are doing . Unfortunately my son estranged me in 2020. But that hasn't marred my living my life to the full . I miss him and my 3 grandson's. But I miss my husband far more .
I am happy I do have my meltdowns had one few weeks ago . But since I moved here I am happy and have a home again .
It's not easy making a new life but I promised my husband I would live my life to the full and I do since I moved . But half of me is missing and I will never be whole again as half of me died when my husband took his last breath. Grieving never gets easier and as the years go by it gets worse . But you learn to cope .
I have friends in real life and on GN . I was 61 when I moved here and my life began soon because 67.
Are we growing accustomed to the heatwave?



