If you read the other blog, you’ll know that my mum is in hospital at the moment. She’s had unstable angina for years now, and this is just another visit to add to the list.
Last year we nearly lost her in an operation. It scared me. So much.
And now, I’ve just moved here and I’m so much closer to her, the thought of losing her really does scare the hell out of me. I moved here to BE closer to her and Dad. I just wouldn’t know what to do if my mum wasn’t here anymore.
She’s my best friend. She’s my confidant. She’s the one person in this entire world that I can trust with everything.
So I’ll put it to the back of my mind again.
I’ll think about how I know she’ll be out by the weekend, and we’ll take good care of her, and things will get back to normal again.
How could anything ever be normal without her?
I hope it’s a long time before I find out.