Both my parents went more than 20 years ago. Neither from dementia,mercifully. Although I have friends who have been through it. I have nothing but admiration for how they dealt with the long good bye.
Mum went first. Dad 11 months later.
she died of a broken heart.
This, The Husband and I, both believe, was what happened to the Dad.
She then said (and I am laughing while typing this) "Oh well he would have loved all this pomp with the white horse and carriage!"
This is wonderful! It resonated for me and perhaps I should write about why I roared with laughter at the tea after my Dad's funeral.
Have a good week, Lucky Ed!
When I saw that I was thinking and then your next sentence confirmed it. It is a very real thing.
Oh so you roared with laughter at the tea. Well laughter can release a heck of a lot of tension, so perhaps you should, now I am intrigued!
Thanks so much Fiona, have a fantastic week:)