Yesterday started off with sister and I having a laugh over some funny memories of Mum, but later on we were both in tears. I know it will be like this for some time to come, definitely an emotional rollercoaster.
Sis went to the hospital yesterday to collect the death certificate, then to the funeral directors and the bank....all very emotional. She'd been sorting out some of Mum's paperwork in the morning and had found a lot of my old school reports - oddly enough, only mine, there were none of my siblings' reports, we don't know why...unless they're somewhere else that sis has yet to find. I found it very touching that Mum had kept my reports, I never knew that.
My elder brother, who's been a keen photographer all his life, has been sorting out photos he's taken of Mum over the years and sending them to us (thank goodness for phones and social media). More emotion - most of the photos bring back happy memories, some of them I'd never seen before and were a bit of a surprise, a few not entirely welcome.
We're collaborating and collating memories for Mum's eulogy - as the eldest sibling I recall more about some aspects of Mum's early life, and knew a few things that the others didn't....that's all very emotional too.
It's all quite mentally exhausting at the minute. Some of the time I'm fine and getting on with the day, then suddenly, completely out of the blue, I'm overwhelmed with a bout of sobbing. Had a text from someone yesterday, it was well-meaning but breathtakingly insensitive - unintentional I know, but it had me in floods of tears. In situations like this (a death), sometimes people just don't know what to say for the best, do they, and end up putting their foot in it.
The limbo period between the death and the funeral is the worst, I think. I hate it.