My 21 year old sister was killed in a road accident when I was 14 and a year later my mum was diagnosed with terminal cancer. She died when I was just 17 and so in less than 3 years I'd lost the entire female side of my family.
Having been given this premature and lifelong membership to an exclusive bereavement club that I didn't want to belong to, it meant that, at 17, my life's journey had taken a sharp detour from it's original path before I'd really had a chance to taste it's potential.
It will hurt forever and I can still cry for them (and do sometimes!) but a few years ago I realised that I could spend the rest of my life looking backwards and wishing for the family I should have had, but that would mean not getting on and appreciating the life I had now. So, with the occasional wobble from time to time, for the most part I get on with it and make the most of what I have!
It's been a rocky road to travel along but with a hefty dose of bloody-mindedness, efficient and determined mental boxing up, good friends, an enthusiasm for life and a lot of laughing, I moreorless achieve it most of the time!
Kathryn x
Tags:
Share
-
▶ Reply to This