Alex, another thought.
One of the things I did after my mother died was write a letter to her. I can remember the exact circumstances, I was having a cup of tea in a department store café, one where we'd so often gone shopping together, and the memories of her were very, very strong (it was only a few months after she'd died, I think), and my heart was very sore with memory.....
I simply sat there, got out some paper from my handbag (I always carry pen and paper!), and wrote a letter to her, saying how much I loved her, and how unbearable it was that she wasn't here, and then went on to tell her what I'd just bought, and recalling other visits to the store, and so on. I cried and cried and cried as I wrote....
I can't remember now what I did with the letter in the end - I will probably find it going through boxes of 'stuff' at some point, or it maybe in a suitcase of hers I've kept with her bits and pieces in it.
But it did help me - it was my 'testament' to her, my 'bearing witness' to the love I had for her, and she had for me.
I've always been glad I wrote it.
One of the things I did after my mother died was write a letter to her. I can remember the exact circumstances, I was having a cup of tea in a department store café, one where we'd so often gone shopping together, and the memories of her were very, very strong (it was only a few months after she'd died, I think), and my heart was very sore with memory.....
I simply sat there, got out some paper from my handbag (I always carry pen and paper!), and wrote a letter to her, saying how much I loved her, and how unbearable it was that she wasn't here, and then went on to tell her what I'd just bought, and recalling other visits to the store, and so on. I cried and cried and cried as I wrote....
I can't remember now what I did with the letter in the end - I will probably find it going through boxes of 'stuff' at some point, or it maybe in a suitcase of hers I've kept with her bits and pieces in it.
But it did help me - it was my 'testament' to her, my 'bearing witness' to the love I had for her, and she had for me.
I've always been glad I wrote it.