Sylvia Maria Boiling

Mum was 61 years old when she passed away..left behind a son and daughter Robert and Gillian and 3
grand kids Dane,holly and jasmin...Mum was known for her blogs and poetry..Even going to get
published at one stage...Mum was 1 of 6 children being the eldest including
Tony,Peter,Robin,Jennifer, Stephen..Mum and Dad was Married for almost 42 years..23rd july 1966 day
they got married...World cup day off 66 lol..Mum and Dad committed suicide one weekend back in april
2008...The weekend before me and my son stayed at theres for the weekend as it was mums birthday and
i remember even snowed that weekend...We all had lovely time all being spoilt,going to the park
having snowball fights also fed the ducks...Even dad came which was nice as he wasnt himself
anymore...From the dad i knew young healthy strong always on the go when we lived on the farms when
i was a kid and now was an old weak man with parkinsons,dementure,bipolar,thrombosis and diebates he
was only 63...Mum had suffered with depression in the past,remember as a kid living with my grandma
for a bit as mum was in hospital coz of it...she had other illness as well but the way my dad had
got she was his full time carer...Mum always moaned she hat to do everything and couldnt cope and
wanted help but when it come to help being given still to this day wasnt sure if she turned them
away when they offered her it...so back to that weekend we had lovely weekend,when me and my son
left go see his other nan i kissed dad goodbye cuddled him and told him i loved him...still to this
day dont know why as i left home at 18 and was 35 almost 36 back in april 2008 and in all that time
id never hugged my dad or told him i loved him..when i was a kid me and dad was so close was his
little girl,going get the cows in at 5am with him milking them again after school...said goodbye to
mum to hugged kissed her....walked off get in car then turned round noticed mum standing there
watching me even then thought to myself why she looking at me like that but didnt really think to
much about it at the time...until the next weekend when my whole life changed...mum had tryed
committing suicide in the past even gone through with it but hadnt worked but also times just get
attention...so this next weeknd me and my brother wasnt sure if it was her just tryin to get
attention again..Cut long story short this what happened...she left voice mail on my phone as i was
at the cinema with my son sayin she and dad had had enough, she loved us all etc etc...tryed ringing
but couldnt get through so did brother...this went on for rest of the saturday...come sat night got
mate go round make sure they ok but coz was late knew they wouldnt answer door coz they was old but
mate said lights were on curtians drawn so asummed everything was ok..thought she gone off in one
her moods etc let her calm down she answer phone when she ready..as she had done this in the
past..Tryed all day sunday still couldnt get through even my brother couldnt...so come sunday night
7pm rang police explained about voice mail couldnt get hold of them since saturday afternoon that
mum had committed suicide in the past..But this time it was with dad as she had asked him in past he
had always said no...police said they check it out not to worry they didnt mind...Give them an hour
they get back to me...come 8pm didnt hear back,come to 9pm didnt hear back, knew was bad news now if
and when they called...11pm a knock at the door 2 police standing there...My world had fallen
apart..They told me they found mum dead and dad had been rushed down hospital....Dad was hardley
alive...I rang my brother and hat to do the one hardest things in my life tell him mum was dead dad
was to far off it...Cut long story short they had both taken loads of tablets anything from
depression tablets..warefrin,tabs for dementure and parkinsons,bipolar etc..They but dad on machines
and it was only the machines that was keeping him alive this was late sunday evening into early
hours of the monday morning..He had 3 major organ failures...he lasted until thursday evening when
me and my brother got called in and hat to say our goodbyes as they knew he wasnt going to last much
longer...this was 7-30pm thursday evening me and my brother stood beside him kissed him goodbye and
watched the machine from 83 go down to 0 come 8-45 pm my dad had passed away...in a way il never
forgive them for what they did putting me through all that as they may be out all the pain etc but
they dont think the people left behind how they got deal with it all for the rest there
lives...xxxxx