Well so much for not writing another difficult post. This is another one of those that has been at the back of my mind, more so since the start of the month.
I started this blog back in October 2014. Initially, it was just my virtual dumping ground for me to let off some steam after reading all the bullshit being pushed about e-cigs. It has since become something much, much more than that. I changed my writing style a little for the first truly public post (Why I Vape), since then I’ve strived to balance the content of my posts so they aren’t all along the same ranty theme.
It has now been 12 months since I lost my sole remaining parent. Mum had been diagnosed with COPD a little over 6 years ago, a two years later lung cancer. Having already beaten breast cancer over 15 years previously. Three years ago, mum had treatment for the cancer, and it seemed that it had been successful. Complications with chest infections (over the next two years) and some damage to the lung tissue coupled with COPD caused her oxygen levels to steadily drop to the point where the hospital wouldn’t increase the oxygen flow for fear of doing more harm.
These last twelve months have been incredibly tough, none more so than last month – March. 23rd March 1944 my mum was born. 4th April 2014 she passed away.
March 15th 2015 was the first Mothering Sunday without her. She would have been 71 years old this year.
April 25th 2014 was the day I truly said goodbye, and tried to begin the healing process. Twelve days from today will be the “anniversary” of saying goodbye.
You might wonder why I’m telling you this. Since I started vaping, and later advocating for e-cigs I threw myself into it with a vengeance. Pretty much my entire waking day is spent either working or advocating, so much so that I’ve not really had any time for myself or the things I need to do. I spent so long “catching up” with all the rubbish, and learning exactly what stuff like the FDA Deeming and the TPD actually means, that I neglected other parts of my life.
I’m not looking for pity, or sympathy. Just patience and understanding.
All those that read this blog, my little corner of the virtual world you will always have my sincere thanks. Those that share these posts, you humble me. To think that my blatherings are worthy of being shared. For my advocate friends, you know who you are. You all mean a lot more to me than I’m willing to admit. It is always nice to see your names pop up in the various social media feeds.
For now, I’ll be slowing down a heck of a lot. Rebalance my life a little. There’s a good chance I’ll be inactive for a short while, but I’ll pick up messages.