I was better.or so I thought. Maybe I was never better, but maybe it was this one person who made me think I was better. Its become evident now that shes gone, that ill never be better. I wont be her better, and I CANT be my own better.
It is with the greatest love & respect in my heart, that I watch as my dear Mum walks this path. I wish she never had to walk the path at all, but I understand that her path is hers alone, I can only to support her in a way that she needs.