DM has finally died...it's been a long time coming. When I was getting clothes for her Golden Wedding do I carefully chose a skirt that would do for a funeral because she was in such poor health. She has been fading for such a long time it's hard to remember her as an actual person rather than just a list of her prejudices and casual rudeness.
Even to the bitter end she still had to be casually racist and generally less than pleasant. DF is now rewriting history and she is becoming a mum I'd actually have liked! Glad it helps him but I'll remember who she actually was...well my version of reality, so who knows how actually real it is.
Neither DD or DS1 will be at the funeral...DD because she really is too ill to go and DS1 because he totally refuses, he will never forgive DM for her nastiness to DD about her M.E. and I really don't blame him. We will just say he's looking after DD, which isn't not true and everyone is happy.
I have absolutely no emotion at about her death, she was a total irrelevance in my life so leaves no gap at all. DF is missing her, but missing the version he is creating, not who she actually was in the last few years. He will enjoy the freedom to actually do his walking and badminton and go to see his friends. He has so many plans for redecorating the house, new carpet and furniture, the list goes on. I'm sure he will miss not having any company in the house but he'll cope...who knows he may find a new partner.
We now just have the funeral to get through then it's all over...I imagine DF will last another 20 years or more so it's the last funeral I'll be doing for a while.
My list of what I hope for next year will be much shorter given how much has been crossed off this year..new kitchen, sort a bigger bath and get a bath lift, new car and DM snuffing it. About all I have left is DP exiting and replacing the carpet in the hall and stairs.
