Off-topic: Mother’s Day
Not a day I’ve really been bothered with for many, many years, having put it to the back of my mind, losing my Mum to breast cancer at the age of 52 over a quarter of a century ago. As I passed that milestone myself a couple of years back, it finally dawned on me just how young that really was to die. I remember her bravery in the face of what must have been a devastating couple of years for her. Time, called so often the great healer, is insidious however, and seeks to draw a veil over her features, obfuscating and obstructing, so she fades further from focus as the years roll by. Nowadays, I consciously make the effort to recall her, her laugh, her looks, her personality. I mourn the fact that my children never knew her. But today is Mother’s Day, and this is a day to remember her, and recall her, with love.
Cherish your Mothers – You only get one.