On the 10th of September, It will be 9 years since Mam passed away. In that time her eldest son found his backbone and moved out and her youngest son got engaged. Sorry Mam marriage isn’t for me….
More and more situations are cropping up where your presence would be handy and useful and I am not just speaking of my eye sight !! Answers to certain questions where only you can provide the answer. Looking at a head stone and waiting for you to provide a “sign” will not work either.
As the years have gone by, your death and the circumstances have grown easier to deal with, only slightly mind you. I sit here once a year and jot down this piece and wonder how life might be if you were still here.
I have made my peace with what happened and have moved beyond the torment of that first year. Writing and journaling have had a huge impact and helped me process each emotion as they arrived. Counselling was so helpful even though it took me time to come to table in respect of speaking to a professional even though I have done that many times over the past 20 years.
I know my move over 2 years ago now would certainly have provided you with great happiness and contentment.
It has done many things for me also even though I resisted it several times. When we broached the subject in the kitchen and like many things it almost always ended with a shouting match and yours truly digging his heels in and refusing point blank to deal with the elephant in the room for around another 6 months until another delicate approach was made to see could we discuss it.
Alas, under your watch it never materialised but in 2021, I started the process that bared fruit in April 2023. This so called “independence” that so many speak of is very good.
The fact I can come and go as I please still brings a smile to my face and I don’t need to wait for others or check in, even though at 35, checking in should be a thing of the past which now it is and I will not be going back…
I can still hear you when I talk to people, in certain situations. I have had the “kick in the arse” and it still threatened by certain people who I listen to which you’ll be surprised to hear is a very small select group, what a surprise I can hear you saying as I type.
I have manged to look after myself without causing myself an injury or anything extreme like that, that is a win of course. Those people that spoke of you “minding me” too much have quietened and don’t speak out as much.
Those that I look to for support have continued to offer it quietly and privately. They know who they are and they will never truly know or I will never be able to thank them all enough for that help.
As you know, I probably still need to work on certain rough edges but as I sit here and type I know I have made improvements to my life and also my outlook has changed on life and for that above all else I am very thankful and grateful.
It took far too long for me to change that but I have calmed and in my opinion I have become way more in tune with day to day living. So many things that you tried to get me to change have happened in the years since you passed away and although you are not here to see it physically.
You would just be happy to see those changes happen. I know I drove you demented at times because of my refusal to try and see it from your point of view and just step out of my comfort zone. That change is very welcome, in many respects I am still the same but those subtle changes you wanted have happened slowly but surely.
Mam, I thank you for everything you did for me as I know, you had to fight hard to be heard in certain circumstances before I was born and defiantly in the early years of my life… Thank you for fighting and I’ll continue that fight in your memory.
Your selfless act of organ donation still amazes me 9 years on and gave people a second chance at living there lives, but as I know you had no problem fighting for the rights of this author whether it was being placed in main stream school instead of where you had been advised to put me.
We are certainly similar in that way because I won’t listen to certain people myself in certain circumstances, so thank you for providing the back bone…..
9 years gone but defiantly not forgotten…..