Letter from neurologist in Sydney

 

MISSING MUM ON MOTHER'S DAY

 

MY MENTAL HEALTH CARE PLAN

 

DEAR LEIGH

 

Mrs Jo-Anne Meadows

P O Box 253

Warners Bay

NSW 2282

Dear Leigh

It seems like only a short time ago you were introduced to the family and no one knew back then what a big part of our hearts you would take up.

Back then you may have wondered what the hell you were getting into as we are a bunch of hard drinking, big hearted, gun loving fruit cakes.

Yes I can call us fruit cakes because I am now the matriarch of the family, God help us all..............lol

I knew from the start that you are a level headed, loving and kind woman. You are definitely a bonus and welcome addition to the family.

I hope you take turning 40 in your stride and enjoy every day of your 40^th year.

We the Jenkins girls love, care and appreciate you.

We can never express how much we all appreciate what you did for both Mum & Dad during their last years. I for one do not know we would have done without you. Thank you doesn't feel enough

Jo-Anne (Jo Jo)ss

LOSS OF A PARENT

 WHEN YOU SAY GOODBYE TO A PARENT

You are suddenly living in a whole new world.

You are no longer ‘the child’ and regardless of how long you have officially been ‘grown up’ for, you realise you actually never were until this moment. The shock of this adjustment will shake your very core.

When you have finally said goodbye to both your parents, assuming you were lucky enough to have had two. You are an orphan on this earth and that never, ever gets easier to take no matter how old and grey you are yourself and no matter how many children of your own you have.

You see, a part of your body is physically connected to the people that made it and also a part of your soul. When they no longer live, it is as if you are missing something practical that you need – like a finger or an arm. Because really, you are. You are missing your parent and that is something far more necessary than any limb.

And yet the connection is so strong it carries on somehow, no-one knows how exactly. But they are there. In some way, shape or form they are still guiding you if you listen closely enough. You can hear the words they would choose to say to you.

You can feel the warmth of their approval, their smile when a goal is achieved, their all-consuming love filling the air around you when a baby is born they haven’t met.

If you watch your children very closely you will see that they too have a connection with your parents long after they are gone. They will say things that resonate with you because it brings so many memories of the parent you are missing. They will carry on traits, thoughts and sometimes they will even see them in their dreams.

This is not something we can explain.

Love is a very mystical and wondrous entity.

It is far better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all and grief, grief is the price of that love. The deeper the love the stronger the grief.

When you say goodbye to a parent, do not forget to connect with that little girl who still lives inside you somewhere.

Take very good care of her, for she, she will be alone and scared.

When you say goodbye to your parents, you lose an identity, a place in the world. When the people who put you on this earth are no longer here, it changes everything.

Look after yourself the way they looked after you and listen out for them when you need it the most.

They never really leave.

Donna Ashworth

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 This makes it feel more ral

Cleaning Out

 

As most people may have noticed I have not been around as much this is because I have been busy cleaning out my parents house. I am done as the inside is done, well as much as can be, the rest will be done after my nephew is relocated.

I was in charge of sorting through photos and paperwork and was there a lot of photos hundreds of photos. I tossed all the scenery ones, all the ones of people we don't know and some that had multiple copies except one.

There were receipts dating back to the year 2000.

Also we found a shit load of wool and other knitting and crochet stuff, Mum didn't crochet that belonged to my great-aunty Joyce, Dad's aunt.

There is still under the house to be done but I would be useless when it comes to that.

We hired a 10 metre skip bin which was full in 2 days and was emptied and replaced. Of course that is expensive.

When I asked Mum why did she keep so much I heard her clearly say “because I couldn't be bothered”.