The Saddest Day


Just after sunset on Saturday, my mother left this life.

Her decline had been long and slow, but the final chapter of her life was very short. It was just before Easter that she ceased to recognise the people around her – even her daughter and her beloved dog – and so I have to say that it is a blessing that she went quickly and so very peacefully that I wasn’t quite sure that she had gone.

I’m working through all of the many things that have to be done, but I am shattered.

I was so lucky to have a wonderful mother and father, and a lovely brother, and now they are all gone.

I had so many shared memories that are mine alone now.

I know that I have to come to terms with this, I know that I am lucky to have The Man of the House and my lovely Briar, but it’s going to take time.

I just don’t have any words right now ….

63 thoughts on “The Saddest Day

  1. I have no words that can adequately express how very sorry I am for your loss, Jane. Praying that His comfort and grace will be sufficient to carry you through this time of grief. Take good care! You have been a wonderful daughter yourself.

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  2. I am so very sorry to hear about your dreadful loss. It’s hard to find words and then they will come but none of them will be just right, in my experience. I’ll be thinking of you.

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  3. I have just discovered this post ( and you) through your first lines. I don’t know you, but this post is lovely – not because of your mum’s passing, which is so sad, but because of the loving family you grew up in. I hope you are feeling better now (though I appreciate it’s still early days.)


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