My beloved mother died 9/5/02. She was my closest confidante and my best friend. Her mother died at 91 so I expected her to be with me forever...
She was diagnosed with cancer in August of 2002 after just being constipated. She was gone 3 weeks later.
I was 46 and I was NOT ready to lose her. I don't think I would've at any age. She was so much a part of my life and my son had only had her for 10 years. He STILL misses her and cries about her at 16yo.
My Dad died 6 months later.
It was hard but I have no guilt, not non said words and no regrets. I lost my son in 1986 and spent the rest of my parents' lives making sure they were taken care of. I bought them their retirement home and they both died there... in a hospital bed in the living room, 6 months apart.
They had been married 60 years.
I miss them terribly but I have amazing memories. My biggest honor is to be the same kind of mother to my child that my Mom was to me. I don't try to reinvent the wheel. She was perfect.
I know the pain. My two best friends both lost their Moms at 16. They both took care of them before they died so, like myself, they took solace in knowing that the time they spent with them was fruitful.
Have faith in that. The number of years are nothing compared to the quality of the love. My sister had my Mom for 59 years but spent most her life alienated from her. She was destroyed when she died because she couldn't make up for lost time. THAT is the hardest part.
