The control freak in me disappeared and the rock turned to sand.
I did have a say in things though because Sis wanted to go overboard and wanted the most expensive coffin there was.
Thank heavens for her husband.
Mum and I had a really good talk as I sat on her bed the night before she died.
I suggested she changed after dinner and have an early night, she just looked tired, and I would come and talk to her in bed.
Glad I did. I wanted a private talk and it seemed the best suggestion.
I was thinking about that when our pinner also posted about his mums funeral recently.
