Peace

No language can express the power, and beauty, and heroism, and majesty of a mother’s love. It shrinks not where man cowers, and grows stronger where man faints, and over wastes of worldly fortunes sends the radiance of its quenchless fidelity like a star.


Edwin Hubbell Chapin


My amazing, wonderful mum passed away last night. I am grateful to be able to say that it all happened in the right way. I knew in my heart that the 6th of August would be her last day and so I arranged to sleep over at the hospice. It was with a heavy heart that I packed my bag to go last night, but somehow I really did know. My sister and I spoke earlier in the day and she said that she felt it wasn't what she wanted, to be there when she passed. That was fine because it was something that I needed so no compromise was required. Anyway things have a funny way of working out and Diane felt a need to come down last night. Miraculous because after I spent time alone with my mum telling her that I accepted it all and that I loved her, Diane and George arrived whilst I was making a phone call and she also got time alone with Janet to speak. I returned to the room, we were both there and she passed away so peacefully. I broke down of course but then I found an inexplicable strength to sit with her and tell her I would do my best to move forward. I drove home with the CD my mum bought for me a few months ago full blast and I cried and I laughed and I toasted my lovely mum. I am truly heartbroken but as the song says I will survive. May you find peace mum. You truly deserve it. Thank you for being you.