Yeah. This year, I've been close to losing my mum and I know her time is coming. It's all a bit raw. We had a scare at her care home last night , which turned out ok but she's scared as she knows she's very ill. As her only child, it's been very harrowing and I have empathy for the Queen's family because, despite all their screw-ups, they've had her as a constant for all those decades.
Based upon what others have been saying about losing loved ones, when my father was alive he always said that he always hated his own family tradition of relatives gathering round the bedside as a family member was dying. He would dutifully be there when he knew one of them was on their way but found it a little ghoulish. During our final visit to him (in nursing care), I had a sense something was imminent but he didn't pass away until mum and I had left for the night. That was what he wanted, I'm sure. We went and sat with him for a couple of hours after he'd gone, while waiting for the undertaker. It was a beautiful, sunny morning and it was a relief to finally see him at peace after so much suffering, which he'd endured very stoically.
. I can't help think he wanted me to stop talking - I've had to try and see the humour. I hope the Queen was able to be where she wanted to be at the end.
