Yesterday (1st December) was the day my Mum died, 10 years ago.
I didn't think it would affect me as much as it did, yesterday. After all, it's just another day in 10 years..
I was fine until I went into an op shop and a song came on the radio that reminded me of her.
And that was it for me.
|Not a great photo of any of us.. but never mind..|
|About 5 weeks before she died. She looks unwell, but was managing a smile, bless her heart.|
When I got home I looked on facebook and saw lovely memory messages from my two aunties (Mum's sisters) and one of them had changed her profile pic to one of Mum, in memory.
That pretty much finished me off. It all felt so raw and such a greyness hung over me all day.
I pretty much cried all day, on and off.
I love this quote. It has helped me through times such as this.
" .. love as powerful as your mother's for you leaves its own mark. Not a scar, no visible sign.. to have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone,will give us some protection forever. It is in your very skin."
(From Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, JK Rowling)
(Sorry about the misery - next post will be cheerful, I promise!)