And many, many more to come. I feel so lost without my mum. Today I went to the cemetery to remove the flowers that had travelled with her in the hearse and all I could do was cry. It's all wrong. I keep having moments where I turn round to call my mum to tell her something but then I come to. I realise I can't. Not in the same way that I used to. I talk aloud so my mum can hear me and I know she does hear me but I just miss her so much. I can't believe it's happened, she was taken away far too soon, we wasn't ready, my mum wasn't ready. Why why why? Why did she get taken from us? I don't want to know a life without my mum. It's just not do-able. One day, one day...
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