I went to the local shop today and saw the display of cards for Mothers Day, when I started to read them I realised how much Mum has changed since last year.
I shed a tear because the messages were about how much our Mum's mean to us, how they are at the end of the phone, how they encourage and help us in so many ways.
I couldn't find a single one that relates to Mum as she is today.
She is there, but not, I am no longer recognised as her daughter,the phone is a mysterious object that makes noises at her, she is no longer able to chat about anything, so the mass produced cards no longer mean anything to either of us.
Rather than allow myself to get too down, I have decided to make her a card, as I did when I was her little girl.
She still inspires me with her courage, still brings joy to my heart when she smiles and tries so hard to make herself understood, she is still my Mum, just in a different but still wonderful way.
I miss her.
Kathleen
I shed a tear because the messages were about how much our Mum's mean to us, how they are at the end of the phone, how they encourage and help us in so many ways.
I couldn't find a single one that relates to Mum as she is today.
She is there, but not, I am no longer recognised as her daughter,the phone is a mysterious object that makes noises at her, she is no longer able to chat about anything, so the mass produced cards no longer mean anything to either of us.
Rather than allow myself to get too down, I have decided to make her a card, as I did when I was her little girl.
She still inspires me with her courage, still brings joy to my heart when she smiles and tries so hard to make herself understood, she is still my Mum, just in a different but still wonderful way.
I miss her.
Kathleen