This week I’m going to write about my mother. Next week I will follow this with a piece about my father.

“To the world, you are a Mother… To your family, you are the world.” Unknown.

My mother. What can I say about my mother? She’s beautiful inside and out. She’s strong, gutsy and resilient. She’s had to be.

My mother as a teenager and with my father on their wedding day.

She’s an extrovert. A social butterfly. She loves to talk. My mother loves getting to know people. She’s genuinely interested in them and what makes them tick.

“All that I am or ever hope to be I owe to my angel mother.” Abraham Lincoln.

My mother is always stylish, classy and elegant on the outside even if she feels awful on the inside. She is a carer and a nurturer. She worries about her children and grandchildren often to the point of making herself sick.

She gave up her dream of being a fashion designer so she could stay home and take care of us. As children she made almost all of our clothes. She loves bags, jewellery, having manicures and going to the hairdresser. She has exquisite taste and this shows in how she dresses and the lovely pieces she buys.

“A mother’s love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dates all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path.” Unknown.

My mother is like a lioness watching over and protecting her cubs. A warrior who will stand and defend those she loves. She doesn’t suffer fools gladly. Never try pulling the wool over her eyes! I don’t have children, but my two sisters do. They are wonderful mothers thanks to the example set by my mother.

My sister with her beautiful twins

She has suffered with the tragic death of her beloved brother in a car crash in 1973. In 1979 she mourned the passing of her father (while pregnant with my sister) with whom she had a complicated relationship. She felt most the loss of her own mother in 1988. She and my grandmother were very close. My mum’s mum has been gone for over 32 years now, but she still talks about her. More recently she lost her sister as well.

Mum lives with panic/anxiety disorder plus other health conditions which she manages with medication. Yet she carries on living the best life she can. Caring and loving her family and always being there for us. Thank you Mum. Love you to the moon and back.

Next week my father…

Blessings to all xx

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