Tomorrow, I go back to work,
Life goes on, that is true, but it is hard,
I am a 47 year old woman, and when I think
of my Mam gone,
I feel like a 7 year old girl.

Dad misses Mam so much,
its heartbreaking to see him sometimes,
but he says to us all,
 life is for the living, you must carry on,
get back to normal, keep going.

Sure what else can we do,
so that is what we are trying to do, all of us,
getting back to normal.
Pretending, and
carrying on.

We went to visit Noreen today,
she has been sick since the funeral, actually she
had been sick before it,
but kept going, she is so strong,
so wonderful, so brave, and like me so sad.
I was so glad to see her looking alot better,
and it put dad and mine minds at ease, and
hers about us,
we are all worry warts together.

Life is so damn strugglesome sometimes,
but we will do what we must and wait for
the easier times,
the joy times.

They just seem so far away right now.

M