I love my Mum. I know everyone says that but
it’s the truth. I love her. She’s easily the bravest, cleverest, most
compassionate and supportive mother that has ever lived. Argue with me on that
point if you will but I won’t be persuaded otherwise. I realise it is probably
a universally acknowledged necessity that a mother should love her children
unconditionally and believe wholeheartedly in their ability to do anything, to promote
their growth and prepare them for the big bad scary world. I’m sure lots of mothers
do this stuff fantastically well and I know there will be a fair few people
reading this and nodding, thinking of their own wondrous life example.
My Mum is the youngest in her family. She had a
difficult time growing up despite living in a loving household. For those of
you who have the pleasure of knowing her, you will understand perhaps a little
of what I mean in that regard but, suffice to say, she faced several health
issues and complications. These certainly do not define her but they irrevocably
impacted the way she could live her life and the way she was perceived by the
world around her. All of this could have reduced her kind heart to one capable
of only bitterness and despair but not Wendy. Not my mother. Through all of this she has remained strong and true. I
have never known a more selfless and empathetic spirit. It is through her
shining example (together with my Daddy-o) that inspires me to bring the happy
as often as I can.
I have been equally as blessed with my
grandmothers; both resilient, beautiful, delightful women. They, in turn,
produced another generation of remarkable females that, although not mothers of
mine, shower me with motherly warmth – my God-Mumsie, Aunts and cousins. For my Mum, it is her first Mothers Day
since our loss… and although the pain is still as harsh as if it were only days
rather than months since Nan’s departure, I know that a loving legacy resides
safe within us who do our best to carry on without her.
Mumsie is my best friend. Pure and simple. She
knows me more than anyone else on this planet and always stands with me,
despite my many flaws or those times
where I’m not worthy of such uncompromising affection. She guides without
interference, advises without judgment, loves without reservation. If I grow up
(yes, still growing over here thank you!) to be even half the woman she is then
I will be formidable indeed. Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou to the most fabulous
lady I know. I love you. xx
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