Carmen
2012-12-30 13:55:43 UTC
I didn't realize it but she was fading fast. One minute she was having bad feet, the next minute she was having a stroke. We had to make the agonizing decision to put her in a home. I was recieving counselling because I thought I had betrayed. I'm over that now, but one day I went to see her in the nursing home and she was sitting in her own wee, mumbling incoherrent things (a far cry from the energetic woman full of energy). I cried as I changed her and put her to bed.
Then the strangest thing happened, she darted up (it was as if she wanted one more thing to say to me) and she said "you're alright lass, don't fret - i'm still 'ere. Give me a kiss!". I gave her a kiss and she literally passed away. Now the Family are taking all her things, all our treasures we shared together, all our keep sakes ripping her home apart.
I sat in the empty room with a photo of her. I could still hear her laughing, telling me off for coming in with my shoes on and memories were flooding through my brain.
It's really affected me. I don't know what to do. She was my best friend. Sadly, she became my life.
What now?