I sent my mother pictures of the house and a long email with it explaining my feelings to her and telling her that she will never be alone if I have to fly over, drug her and fly her to NZ in a wheelchair (assuming NZIS would let her join me after (if) I gain permanent residence. Otherwise, at least she knows that I am not abandoning her altogether. She sent me an email back and said that she will definitely want to visit me in NZ and that we will do our best to make the whole situation less painful. I feel better now but I do know there are hard times ahead but at least I can be open and honest with her and hopefully she will do the same with me.
Losing my father 10 years ago was the hardest thing I had ever had to deal with in my life, then there was my divorce 6 years ago and most recently losing a man I had fallen in love after finding out that he was not available for me for the long run. So, all in all, despite many tears that have been shed I am still one of the lucky ones. After all, I have my son.
There is always someone else out there who has it harder in life than I do or ever had and it is humbling to have the same people turn around and offer their support.
Glenda, Dawn and everyone else who has responded - what a strong group of individuals. Next to Bermy Girl, I couldn't ask for better support mates than I have found on this forum.
Can you imagine the "tea parties" we could have together?
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