Lost my mum today.

Had a call to say she wasn't answering her phone.
I left work and went round, she had fallen and had passed away.
She had turned the lights and telly off and was on her way to bed.
She fell last week and I offered to stay with her for a few days but she said no.
I feel so guilty, I should have insisted. She was 89.
I'm fucking gutted. If I'd been there it might not have happened.
She was a lovely, kind woman, never judged anyone or anything.
She grew up with nothing, yet spent the latter years of her life working in a charity shop.
Born in alty, as was I, she was a red, and loved United as much as I love city. Her dad was blue, so i guessed she rebelled, as i did. She didn't mind at all that I chose city.
We watched the Derby together on Sunday, I don't begrudge her that win, and she never ever gloated.
We watched it hand in hand, I think she knew her time was near.
She was almost happy for city's successful recent years, she had seen enough red success to last a lifetime.
I'm so sad, when my dad went I didn't lose my dad, because he had dementia, I lost the guy that used to be my dad. Somehow that made it easier.
I've lost a wonderful human being that I'm so lucky to have had as a mum.
Sorry for the long type, I just needed to let it out.
RIP Sylvia
Sorry for your loss. Don't be hard on yourself. Sounds a lot like how my nan passed away. She'd gone upstairs and fallen at the top of the stairs. My mum was in the house and heard her fall and she was gone by the time she got there. She was 92. For some reason that I won't get into they did a postmortem and she had had a massive heart attack. It wasn't the fall, it was just the exertion of gong up the stairs. My mum wasn't pleased they were going to do a postmortem but in the end it made her feel better that it was so quick.

We all have to go some way and making it to 90 in your own home and being relatively healthy to the end is a great innings. All the best.
 
Had a call to say she wasn't answering her phone.
I left work and went round, she had fallen and had passed away.
She had turned the lights and telly off and was on her way to bed.
She fell last week and I offered to stay with her for a few days but she said no.
I feel so guilty, I should have insisted. She was 89.
I'm fucking gutted. If I'd been there it might not have happened.
She was a lovely, kind woman, never judged anyone or anything.
She grew up with nothing, yet spent the latter years of her life working in a charity shop.
Born in alty, as was I, she was a red, and loved United as much as I love city. Her dad was blue, so i guessed she rebelled, as i did. She didn't mind at all that I chose city.
We watched the Derby together on Sunday, I don't begrudge her that win, and she never ever gloated.
We watched it hand in hand, I think she knew her time was near.
She was almost happy for city's successful recent years, she had seen enough red success to last a lifetime.
I'm so sad, when my dad went I didn't lose my dad, because he had dementia, I lost the guy that used to be my dad. Somehow that made it easier.
I've lost a wonderful human being that I'm so lucky to have had as a mum.
Sorry for the long type, I just needed to let it out.
RIP Sylvia
Sorry. This is always tough no matter what age. Your mum sounded lovely, RIP
 
Sorry for your loss blue, mums & sons, there's something about that bond, lost my mum 20yrs ago this year and it was devastating, but now I just have good memories of her, I laugh about her funny ways now, you'll reach that point eventually, meanwhile just make sure you give her a fitting send off. RIP.
 
Had a call to say she wasn't answering her phone.
I left work and went round, she had fallen and had passed away.
She had turned the lights and telly off and was on her way to bed.
She fell last week and I offered to stay with her for a few days but she said no.
I feel so guilty, I should have insisted. She was 89.
I'm fucking gutted. If I'd been there it might not have happened.
She was a lovely, kind woman, never judged anyone or anything.
She grew up with nothing, yet spent the latter years of her life working in a charity shop.
Born in alty, as was I, she was a red, and loved United as much as I love city. Her dad was blue, so i guessed she rebelled, as i did. She didn't mind at all that I chose city.
We watched the Derby together on Sunday, I don't begrudge her that win, and she never ever gloated.
We watched it hand in hand, I think she knew her time was near.
She was almost happy for city's successful recent years, she had seen enough red success to last a lifetime.
I'm so sad, when my dad went I didn't lose my dad, because he had dementia, I lost the guy that used to be my dad. Somehow that made it easier.
I've lost a wonderful human being that I'm so lucky to have had as a mum.
Sorry for the long type, I just needed to let it out.
RIP Sylvia
made me cry reading that spoken from the heart rest in peace sylvia
 
Sorry to hear this,sounds like you had a very close relationship,thoughts with you at this difficult time.
 
Thank you mate.
I'm absolutely devastated if I'm honest. I knew this day would come but I didn't think it would affect me like this.

Doesn't matter how old they are or whether you know it's coming, if you've been blessed to have parents who loved you and vice versa then it's so hard and from your moving tribute it's clear how much you meant to each other. It's different for everybody but there comes a time when the happiness of the memories outweigh the grief of the loss. Keeping a good thought for you and your loved ones. RIP.
 
Thank you mate.
I'm absolutely devastated if I'm honest. I knew this day would come but I didn't think it would affect me like this.
We never know how something like this will affect us, but you obviously had a very close relationship with your mum, and hopefully many happy memories to hold onto.
 
So sorry for your loss. I lost my dad to alzheimers this year. He took me to Maine Road and made me a blue in the 60s. So the footy was our conversation, City our connection. I know about grief. I lost my wife to to cancer (at 49) and that devastated me. Took me over a year to not have it constantly on my mind . She died a week before Christmas, I went to a home game against Everton a few days after. Mad, I was trying to keep myself from crying while watching. You don't know what others, your friends, and acquaintances are going through. Be kind at this time of year, not everyone is full of the joys of the season and it can be hard for those that aren't. All the best blue. It will get better for you.
 
Had a call to say she wasn't answering her phone.
I left work and went round, she had fallen and had passed away.
She had turned the lights and telly off and was on her way to bed.
She fell last week and I offered to stay with her for a few days but she said no.
I feel so guilty, I should have insisted. She was 89.
I'm fucking gutted. If I'd been there it might not have happened.
She was a lovely, kind woman, never judged anyone or anything.
She grew up with nothing, yet spent the latter years of her life working in a charity shop.
Born in alty, as was I, she was a red, and loved United as much as I love city. Her dad was blue, so i guessed she rebelled, as i did. She didn't mind at all that I chose city.
We watched the Derby together on Sunday, I don't begrudge her that win, and she never ever gloated.
We watched it hand in hand, I think she knew her time was near.
She was almost happy for city's successful recent years, she had seen enough red success to last a lifetime.
I'm so sad, when my dad went I didn't lose my dad, because he had dementia, I lost the guy that used to be my dad. Somehow that made it easier.
I've lost a wonderful human being that I'm so lucky to have had as a mum.
Sorry for the long type, I just needed to let it out.
RIP Sylvia
Truly sorry for your loss, mate.
 

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