I was thinking to myself about what I've lost since my Mum has passed. We built the foundations of a strong adult relationship, so it feels crushing that we won't get to explore that. I never really thought it when she was alive, but I realised that she was one of my best friends. I've lost my best friend, my guardian, my guide. The source of my sense of humour, my love for film and TV, my love for 80s music, food and travel - all of them we shared, in a way like nobody else could ever replace. I feel like I've lost some of my humanity. But at the same time, she gave those to me. So I suppose I now have to do my best at owning them for myself.

Posted by ConardCod at 2022-06-29 09:22:19 UTC