One of the reasons that I started my blog over four years ago, was because I had lost my Mum eighteen months previously to Cancer, and memory keeping had suddenly became a necessity of life. I was panic stricken that if I died at a young age like my Mum then I wanted to make damn sure that my Kids had my personal thoughts and opinions to read back on during the times that they need to pick up the phone and ask what I would do and how I would deal with different situations. It is a massive part of why my blog is pretty much no holds barred, and the reason why I write a lot about personal things. Things that a lot of people wouldn't dream of publicly writing about. I want my Kids to know the truth and what makes me tick.
So many times I wish I had a blog or diary of my Mums to read during times of needing her to be close, during those times that I yearn to hear her voice guiding and advising me. Life can sometimes be a lonely place without Mum, even with a supportive Husband, a lovely Family and Good Friends. Nothing quite hits the spot like my Mums wise words always did.
So, today would have been my Mum's 63rd Birthday, it is 6 years since I last wrote her a card. Six whole years, and even though it gets easier every year that passes, I still shed a tear for her, long to speak to her, yearn to hear her take on life and all the psychological conversations we used to have. I miss her, really really miss her.
Happy Birthday Mum!