On the 3rd of April 2013 at about 6.300am, one year ago today, we received the phone call we’d been expecting, but dreading, it was the hospital to tell us that my Aunt Mae had died just a few minutes earlier.
Well one year on, and I’m still finding it hard to cope with my Aunt Mae and my Dad not being with us anymore. It still seems unbelievable in many ways that in the space of just a few weeks last year Dad and then Aunt Mae died.
In many ways my grief for them took a back seat for a number of months as I tried to help my Mum cope with the lost of her husband and her sister. Mum is coping a little better these days, although just like me, she has her moments!
Bereavement affects us all at some point in our lives and we get through it in different ways; some seem to cope as if nothing has happened, others struggle to cope; some find it easy to talk about their loss, others prefer the quietness and reassurance of their own memories. However we cope when someone we love passes away, we are grieving and it’s important to give ourselves time to grieve and not expect life just to carry on as normal for as, as our lives will never be the same again after a loved one dies.
So today, I remember my Aunt Mae, Mary Waddell Gilchrist (23/10/1922 – 3/4/2013) who passed away one year ago today, and my Dad, both of whom I miss so very much, you’re both never far from my mind and I will always love you both.