My Mum died on 18 March 2012. That's Mothers Day here, which seems quite apt to me. At least I'll never forget it!That day my kids, boyfriend and I were celebrating Mothers Day on Brighton Beach, because I had to collect a piece of furniture I'd bought there a while back.
We had lunch at a beach cafe on the beach, then went to walk on the pebbles.
My daughter found a starfish, and we were very surprised. On closer inspection, we actually saw lots of them on the pebbles, close to the sea.
I'm not sure why there were so many, but now that I know what was happening to Mom, I recon she was dying, and bursting into a thousand starfish. So she was with us when she died, and we were with her. Well, it makes me feel a lot better if I think of it that way. So I guess I'll stick with that.
So, I'm an orphan. It's not so much the losing a parent, you expect that at some stage, but the fact that I'll never be able to call her, or chat, or just moan at her. She'd listen not judge, just be supportive, and every now and then tell me I was right - even if I probably wasn't! That's what Mums do I recon.
Mum was pretty when she was younger - later life took its toll on her, but here she is as a young woman at our family home.
She was an only child - which comes with its own problems, She was pretty though, loved people, had a huge heart for the down trodden and animals, and always a smile on her face.
RIP MOM - I'll miss you terribly.
Wedding photo
Mom in her late 40's
Go and be a starfish.....
No comments:
Post a Comment