Every day I think of my mum. I think of how she lived, and I think of how she passed away. Every day I think of all of the people who supported my family in those final months, days, hours and beyond.
I think of how we planned a funeral. We were awkward and clumsy, and we had no idea what we were doing, but we were guided by good people. The funeral itself is a bit of a blur in my mind. But my memory is of simplicity and beautifully bright flowers, and all those people who were there to catch us and say their goodbye to my mum, their sister, aunt, colleague, their friend.
When I think of my mum’s passing, there is also a relief. A relief because I know that I did everything in my power, and I spent every waking second that I could be with her. I advocated for her, and I loved her. And knowing that, reflecting on it all, it heals me. My mum was supported, she was loved and she was never alone. As a family we slept in her bedroom with duvets laid out across the floor in those final days. We were terrified but we were together, and amongst those quiet whispers beside my mum’s bedside we were safe. She knew we were there – her family.
It soothes me and it heals and it helps me to grieve because her family was there, and she knows that. It helps me to live. I will think about that every single day for the rest of my life, until I see her again. What this government has taken away from countless people, mothers, fathers, daughters, sons, siblings, friends is irreplaceable. It is unforgiveable and my heart hurts.
It is unforgivable to think of the stolen days, the stolen goodbyes, the stolen support. Taken from us from the hands of others busy sipping wine and laughing.
You deserved better. You deserved more. You deserved to be treated with grace, and care.
You have every right to be angry. We are angry with you. This community is one that has been brought together through the purest of intentions; to heal together and support one another. We have to acknowledge that the hardship people have gone through on top of losing a loved one is too painful to articulate.
Your loved one deserved better. Your loved one deserved more. Your loved one deserved to be treated with grace, and care.
Katie & Evee x