Pattie Morgan 27 July 1940 – 8 April 2015
A beautiful, brave, smart, playful and loving woman. We’ll miss you.
This is the eighth post in a series about my mother’s journey with terminal cancer.
Pattie Morgan 27 July 1940 – 8 April 2015
A beautiful, brave, smart, playful and loving woman. We’ll miss you.
This is the eighth post in a series about my mother’s journey with terminal cancer.
It’s the odd little things that catch me: some middle-aged woman helping her old mum cross the road, a man sitting drinking coffee with his elderly mother, an elderly gentleman talking quietly with a teenage grandson. Things I will never get to experience. Mum will never be an old woman. Dad was never an old man.
I have really struggled with understanding what I need to write about this week. It seems much harder, which is probably a great reflection of the rollercoaster week it’s been. It’s not as though there has been anything too dramatic regarding Mum’s health – I think that we’ve all accepted (including Mum) that it is declining whether we like it or not.