Torn from her dream by the sound of her phone ringing,
Catherine sits up and realises it’s the call she has been dreading for the past
two weeks, she took a deep sigh that almost made her pass out, she gritted her
teeth and answered the phone. “Is this Catherine, I’m very sorry to inform you
that your mum has lost her battle with cancer and passed away this morning at
3.45am” That’s all she heard before the numbness set in. Catherine knew this
was coming but knowing doesn’t make it any easier at first she felt a burning
sensation in her heart and then stabbing pain, ice cold tears rolled down her chicks
and she had no idea what to do she just felt so overwhelmed. She grew weary, her psyche went void, she reflected on all the sweet
tender memories they’d shared. Her heart died and her soul shrivelled.
Catherine finally rose from her bed headed down stairs and jumped
into her car and drove, at first she did not know her destination then she
decided she needed to be near water, Lake Chivero it is she decided, she drove
as fast as her little Mazda 323 could take her, Thankfully there was hardly any
traffic at 4.30 in the morning. She arrived and it was a ghost town she jumped
out the car, and over the fence she leapt into Admirals Cabin she ran down to
the lake side and sat on a rock in the dark, coldness of the early morning. As
she stared at the unending water, all she could think of was how she would
manage this life without her mum; who was her mentor, councillor and best
friend.
She also felt that her mum deserved a break for she had suffered
for so long trying to fight breast cancer, she had become so frail and tired.
Catherine felt so selfish and inhumane for wanting her alive, even though it
was clear that the pain and suffering was unbearable for her mother. She
decided it was good that her dear mother had gone to rest, but the challenge of
facing everyone and coordinating the funeral made her exhausted. Her heart
still ached for her mother so many cherished memories they shared together she
really couldn’t comprehend that no new ones were to be made. She tried to
comprehend the profound loss. Somehow, she had a sense of peace, a sense which
came from the memories of love she and her mom had shared. She had a sense of
pride, for she knew that her mom had accomplished so much!
Why is death so
difficult to deal with she wondered, why is it so hard when everyone has to
die, why do fight this inevitable part of life she thought. After watching the most breath taking sunrise
ever she felt a stab of agony that her mother would never see another as
beautiful, reluctantly yet courageously, she walked to her car to drive to back
to the city to deal with burial of her mother.
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