Summer Solstice this weekend. I can't believe it will be 2 years passed since Mum was taken from us. It still feels like she's just down the road and I've been a lazy moo and not been to see her in a while. I still have her email address in my contacts and her number in my phone. When something special happens I still can't wait to tell her or catch myself saying "you wait till I tell my Mum on you..." whenever anyone winds me up. It doesn't seem possible that she isn't here anymore and that she will never meet Ruby who is so, so much like her. She has her filthy laugh and her sense of humour and her love of singing, any-time, any-place :) I've decided to upload this page I did last year.
Actually - it's the only one I've been able to do of her and I'm still adding to it as and when thoughts occur. The journalling now goes up the side of the photo too.
It's inspired by this one on Elsie Flannigans blog - hers was for her Grandad who is thankfully very much still with her but I thought it was perfect for my page of Mum. So thanks for the inspiration Elsie :)
The heart in the photo is raised on foam pads and in real life stands out so the focus is on Mum. All of us girls love this photo of her. It's from a holiday she was on with my sister and you can see how blustery it is. But Mum being Mum was at the beach so she WAS going for a paddle - this picture just sums up her character completely.
I'm posting this early because I wont be able to on the day. I've been a right old grouch all month and it was only Craig who realised I was the same last year so I thought maybe if I wrote it down it might release some tension. Save everyones sanity a bit.
Mum, I swear you are still here, playing tricks on us all, giving us little signs. I also like to think that it's you that Ruby chatters away to when it seems no-one is there. Whoever it is makes her laugh which makes me think it's you. We know, we really do. And it helps. It does. I miss you so much every day Mum and I like to think you see the things we are accomplishing in our lives and are proud and not sighing to yourself *too* much. I hope you and Nan are together, causing merry mayhem. Please keep giving us the signs. Miss you, love you always.