Last post for August, also makes me think of the Last Post bugle call they play at military funerals. Today marks 11 years since my mum’s death. It was a horrible day. Honestly, I think about her at least once a day, still. My kids, now 19 and 17, missed a lot of good years with her.
I have very intense and somewhat mixed feelings about my mother’s death. Sadness, guilt, anger. Mostly I just miss her. I regret that my kids didn’t have a chance to know her better. I grieve for my dad, who’s been alone ever since. I don’t think he’s gotten over it yet, and I truly doubt he ever will.
She hadn’t felt well for a long time. Ovarian cancer is a silent killer. Treatment has a high success rate if it’s caught early, but it doesn’t show up on regular pap smears.
So what have we learned?
If you’re sick, please see a doctor. Please?