It Never Rains, but it Pours

To say I have had a dreadful week is the understatement of the century. I'm still hoping it's all just a horrific nightmare and that I'll wake up any moment.

Last monday my Great Auntie Audrey lost her battle with cancer. My Mam and I knew Audrey was very poorly so were planning on going to see her. Sadly, we never got the chance.

That same day my Granda was rushed into hospital. On Tuesday, it looked like they may be keeping him in for a while so I arranged with my Mam to go and see him the following day. That night at around 3am my Mam phoned to say that the hospital had sent for us because Granda was so ill. We all rushed there in a taxi, but we were too late - he'd already gone. I went to see him in his bed and he looked so peaceful. He'd been ill for a long time and it was a reflief to see him free from pain. I'll miss him very much but knowing that he's reunited with my Nanna makes me want to smile rather than cry.

Just when I thought the week couldn't possibly get any worse, my Mam rang on Saturday morning with yet more bad news. It would be disrespectful to those involved to share the details with you on this website, but I will say that the news absolutely knocked me for six and had me in tears for the first time that week. This latest turn of events has had a profound effect on me and I really don't think I'll ever be the same again.

This afternoon I'm off to Auntie Audrey's funeral and on Wednesday we say goodbye to my Granda. Last week was tough. This week is going to be a real struggle.

Rest in Peace Granda and Auntie Audrey. Give Nanna a big hug for me!

Lisa xxx