I'm so sorry for your loss. In my case it's my dad that I lost, he was 64 in 1992 when a heart attack took him from us.
You are such a sweetheart, at the end of your post you said "Hope I can help anyone in any possible way". That tells me all about you are a person and the character of your beautiful mother. That fact has made my day as I love to talk to people like you.
So, its been 27 years since I lost my dad. How have I coped? Well writing has been my savior, poetry mainly. My words to me make all the difference.
You might have your own way of grieving. A neighbor lost his son and dedicated a rose garden for him, with roses from his own sons rose garden.
Here is a poem I wrote for my dad. I have also got a poem on the second page that I wrote to a mum that lost two of her children but for today I will dedicate this to your mum.
TO KISS HIS TEMPLE
There were some things I knew as
to express my love but to
to touch the pale face of my dad
when touching taboo...when
"men were men"
For boys were male and "you
cant do that"
jealous of my sister and that is
that man couldnt hug his son for
how he was seen
nowadays if you hugged your son-
well, you'd be relieved.
And so my dad the salt of the
wouldnt touch me even by hand
he knew he loved me and I him
with a wink of an eye from under
Then that day we all regret came
where watery eyes was met by song
and there he lie with an eerie
I be alone with him for just a
As I stroked his forehead cool to
I raised my head automatically as
to kiss his temple of which I
I knew his mind was well aware.
Of all the kisses I missed
they gathered together in just
finally as his spirit rose and
he left his love and hugs were
I never craved again heart be
that tradition of males their
a kiss on his forehead way back
ended an era when "men were