Because you’re no deader today than you were yesterday, or than you will be tomorrow…
… I will acknowledge the winter sunshine, and try to breathe deeply.
… I will look at all the things I have to be happy about, and try not to wallow, on this, the anniversary of your death, in thoughts that can do nobody any good.
… I will remember that you would want me to get on with the happy things, and to hold it all together, and to do more than muddle through life simply because you had to leave earlier than we’d planned.
… I will take my beautiful girls out for a walk in the windy brightness of a December day, and think only of trees, and snow, and smiles.
Things your Mama would be proud of…
… the life you lead, the way you behave and everything you do and say.
… your fantastic girls who, despite lacking skills in sleeping and not having wet knickers, are constantly beguiling, individual and a product of you and me.
… your husband, who is passionately in love with you and always will be. He thinks you’re amazing, you know.
… you, who despite everything are still a fantastic, interesting, intelligent and considerate person.
Keep going sweetheart. I miss her tremendously too. XXX
wishing you well and best of wishes and hugs from across the sea. i suggest a cup of extra chocolatey cocoa with a great big marshmallow on top.
Oh. I have just welled up with tears due to the Quercus post . How lovely .
Huge Hugs EW. I lost my Mum as well, a long time ago ( 1989) BUT I am sure your Mum would think all that you do is wonderful. Like I am sure mine would as well.
More hugs to all of you
Quercus’ post made me cry too — anniversaries of loss, the mere dates of bereavement shouldn’t mean anything but they do
Will you be telling your girls stories of your Mum? Stories told often keep memories alive.
Just sending you my best wishes. x
It’s always doubly hard when these sad anniversaries fall at this time of year too.
Be glad that you have someone worth remembering
I’m new to your blog but I wanted to let you know that I think it is lovely.
The winter sunshine is what keeps me going too. This year I am determined to keep it in my heart. So sorry about your Mum.
sending you warmth, wishes, and peace EW. These things you speak of are beautiful, and worth holding close to you. And so too that good man of yours, and his words.
What a beautiful post. I came upon it at just the right moment for me, my own darling mum died on Christmas Eve and I’m trying hard to keep myself together and remember only the good things. Wishing you much strength, I’m sure your mum would be proud of you. xx
Catching up…. very late.
Quercus. What an awesome, beautiful man. Tears in my eyes too.
My mother’s 97 and I dread her leaving.