I remember when Mum was sick, coming in from an early morning walk with my Auntie and going upstairs to see Mum in bed. Mum was just getting ready to get up and face the day. I remember going in and just lying down beside her in bed and having an early morning chat. It was such a nice chat, but I remember feeling a wave of emotion run through my body as I realised just how sick Mum was.
It’s amazing how much your life can change in such a short period of time. I found my role morphing from being the daughter to encompass carer, visitor, daughter, minder. Even though my Aunt was there to fill a lot of those roles, your role as a dependent certainly does change.
