I spent two years watching cancer take my mum – and even longer trying to dull the memories. Now, I can finally remember the happier times
It would happen when I least expected it. At the checkout at the supermarket, or sitting in the park. Suddenly, I would find myself back in my parents’ flat, watching in horror as my mum took her last ragged breaths. Years later, I could still recall every detail and the feeling of her frail hand growing colder in mine. Each time, it was like reliving her death all over again.
Grief toppled me after my mum died of bile duct cancer in 2016. The chaotic jumble of emotions left me feeling numb and drained. I knew that shutting myself down and locking away my sadness deep inside me wasn’t the best way to cope, but I didn’t know what else to do.
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