Aunt Mary passed away last week and today is her funeral. Sadly I won’t be going as mum’s made it pretty clear that she doesn’t want me there.
It’s not as if I was close to Aunt Mary. But she was a lovely and kind woman and I would have liked to have paid my last respects. I know her son, Colin, has been very diligent when it comes to paying his last respects for our family and other relatives. So I would very much have liked to be able to ‘give back’ to him at his time of loss. However it’s not to be.
Not only am I disappointed that I am not going to be able to go the funeral. I’m also feeling the pain from mum telling me not to go. She is obviously ashamed and embarrassed by me. And she obviously doesn’t trust my judgement in what I can and cannot do in such situations. I can only assume that she thinks I’m stupid.
So the year has barely begun and I’m already at a real low point. Here’s hoping it gets better.