This is such a painful set of pictures that I am unable to show them at the moment and maybe they will not be seen for many years into the future. They tell the story of the final weeks my mum spent on this earth. Every time I see the pictures I find I am being taken back to that sad period from when mum went into hospital, attempts to get her home, the arguments with hospital staff because she was not being cared for properly to the day I received the call saying she had gone and then the mortuary and the funeral. I documented many of these moments. I have no idea why. Maybe it was to come to terms with our parting.