Six weeks ago I left my life as I knew it. While the world continued to spin and lives were lived daily, my world stopped. Cocooned within the walls of our childhood home in Dublin, my family and I accompanied my Mum along her final path in life.
No goodbye is easy, and a final goodbye the hardest of all, but her wishes were simple… to stay at home. For ten precious days we were with her, day and night. Conversations were had, tears were shed and so many laughs shared. As we wondered how we would carry on without her, she mothered us to the end. During one special moment as she chose her final songs, it all became too much. As I cried, insisting it was going to be too sad she said, “Just think, when that song is playing I’ll be waltzing with your dad.”
Logic would suggest that, with the end in sight, the days would race by and our time together be over all too soon? However, time is a funny thing. Even though it is marked in seconds, minutes and hours, it travels at different speeds. So it was, that as our time together grew shorter, the days lengthened. Every second counted, every chat was cherished, every smile parceled up to be opened one day in the future and every kiss inhaled and stored deep in our hearts.
Until there were no more.
And while I am heartbroken at her loss, how lucky am I to have known a love such as this? How we will miss her. She was a lady, a most kindhearted and generous soul, the strongest, most resilient person I have ever known.
She was my Mum.
I have rarely, if ever, posted a photo of myself on my blog and my mum is equally as private, but I do hope, for one time only she’ll forgive me as this photo says so much.
And if that is not enough to have you wailing, here is the song she chose for her waltz with my dad once more!