Today is Mother's Day...and I realise there have been 10 of them since mine died...
Mike's posted something this morning, saying that he doubly misses his Mum today... and I'm a little sad inside because I don't feel the same way about mine. I'm not sure whether that makes me a bad person or just an honest one. She wasn't a bad person - not at all - just someone that something tragic happened to, and that changed her forever, and she just got a little lost along the way. Looking back over the years, I know they made me what and who I am - but I can't say I have any particularly 'happy' or 'fond' memories of Mum...they were an odd assortment of trials and tribulations, and drama fit for a TV soap - the last years of my parents lives the 'series finale'. And so this brings me back to where I started on this post.. but whilst I can honestly say I don't miss my Mum..I can say with equal honesty that I love her in spite of her faults and always will - she's was my Mum and always will be.
The thing I do miss is being able to say this to her...
Happy Mothers Day Mum - I love you
Didn't read this until today but funnily enough I though much the same when I read Mike's post. I loved my Mum because she was my Mum but she was hard work. Had she still been alive we would have been travelling for over 3 hours to see her on Mother's Day and not really enjoying the experience.
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