Pictures first.....

I think you can see that it was beautiful. The whole weekend was as it should be, a mix of high emotion and restful moments. What mattered most was that it felt right for mum. She found it hard to do but as soon as she had done it, she felt better and as if this is what he wanted. We all felt that he has been around us until we left this place......as we left , he stayed to go on to wherever it is he is needed now. It was a sad feeling for us but now we feel we really should just do what we need to do now.
I know that we will see dad again, that is enormously comforting. Nothing stops the ' right now' being sad though. Nothing makes life easy as we work to learn how to do this without him .
I can't help but try and imagine how this must be for mum....but I can't. I am just so in awe of how strong she is. How dignified and gentle.
I love you so my mum. Please live to be 105, then you can slow down and we'll find a lovely home with a log fire and a jolly matron who will make you rooisbosh tea and feed you jelly sweets by the handful. You shall have toast and bovril in bed and watch Miss Marple all hours of the night. But not til you are 105, we need you 'til then to be just as you are. You're the mum, it's the law that you be here and be the same. I know you never break the law..... Oh and holidays? We like you taking us.....that's a good new thing, we'll keep that one. Thankyou.