I just checked back and my last post was the middle of November. So why haven’t I blogged in more than 2 months? The short version is: my husband had major surgery then retired, my mother passed away, and I developed tenosynovitis in my thumb/wrist and couldn’t write or type for about 3 weeks.
Once all that settled a little I realised I was mentally and physically exhausted. For the week I had off work, spaced on on codeine for my wrist, I did nothing but sleep. Tony and I had been Mum’s caregivers for 14 years while working full time and she was only in the rest home for the last few months, following a stroke. Over the years there have been times when I fed her, dressed her, and tucked her into bed at night. Talked with her, read to her, played music for her. It had been incredibly hard work, but a privilege few daughters get.
Mum was 88 when she died and it was time for her to go. Now it is time for me to ease back into real life, to pick up the pieces of all the things I had let go, and to make her proud. This first post is the start of a new journey – without my mum, but with her watching me all the way.