It has been a minute since my last post. 29 days to be precise.
There is only one reason. Work/Life balance. I have been busy working and then I had my summer annual leave which was packed with fun activities I will write a short post on soon.
What compelled me to come out of hibernation and write today despite sitting next to 20 files and too little time to go through them all? Death. Death. Death. I hate death. I am not afraid of death. Death does not scare me, it shocks me. It is the opposite of life. It destroys families. It is the saddest experience any person would have to go through in their life.
I write this with the heaviest of hearts. I found out today that a friend of mine died. We met during our ante-natal classes when we were both preparing for the birth of our first daughters. Within a couple of weeks, we realised we were neighbours and remained neighbours for two years until she sold her flat and moved to Dublin with her husband and daughter, to be closer to her mum. Before she moved She would arrange for mummies and babies to meet up and have fun/coffee/play dates every week. I remember when our babies were turning one around the same time, she planned a birthday party for all the babies. She arranged the hall, the games, the activities. She asked each of us to bring in a food so we could bring samosas, sandwiches, drinks, cake, hot dogs, salad, biscuits, anything we could afford. We also had to buy a present £10 and under, so every child got a present from someone. It was awesome.
She was amazing. Even after she moved to Dublin, we kept in contact, we shared our stories with each other. We kept ourselves abreast with what was going on in our lives as our babies were growing up so fast. Today I found out that she had lost her battle to cancer. Cancer. Another word associated with Death. Hate them all. I hate the fact that she died so young. I hate the fact that death took away her life. I hate the fact that death took away a mummy from her children. I write this in tears. Her children are too young to deal with death, the enemy. Death stole her life and didn't give her the opportunity to watch her kids grow. To see them graduate, get married, get a job, have children. Death took away the only thing these little girls have. The only woman who loved them unconditionally. She was an amazing mum.
I must say they will have a lot to remember her by. It is so unfortunate that good people die. She was a fantastic woman. A phenomenal woman. A woman who always put her children first. Her children lit up her world every day and she showed them that through her own expression of love. You only had to have one encounter with her to see how special she was. On her Twitter handle, she describes herself as a "Mummy to two fabulously independent and headstrong girls, Union Official, feminist and activist". She lived a good and fulfilled life. Karen, I will miss you. Karen, you were an inspiration to many mothers out there. You were and still are loved by everyone. Truly, you have gone too soon. My heart hurts knowing you are gone. Heaven couldn't wait for you. God loves you so much. Your life was cut too short, but you are in heaven now with the other angels. Although you are no longer here and it hurts so much, I take comfort in knowing that as a woman, you were fulfilled and complete. You had so much more to offer but you had reached so many goals only a few wished they could. You also had the love and respect from your loving family and friends. I will remember you for the bubbly person you were even when sick. You lived well and now, you will rest well. Rest in perfect peace and the God I serve, will comfort Ava, Amelia and Andy during this heart breaking time.
xoxo
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