|My mum, circa 1952|
Today is Mothers Day.
My mum died of ovarian cancer when I was 17.
Although the pain gets easier to deal with, it never completely goes away. Neither does the loneliness. Not completely.
I'm so jealous of people who got to buy cards and gifts for their mothers, that I went out earlier today and brought a pot of daffodil bulbs. I daresay they'll be dead by the end of the week.
I was so close to my mum. I know that I will never be that close to another person ever. I can't tell you how that makes me feel.
But this isn't a woe-is-me rant. This post is purely for my benefit. I just needed to clear my head.
This was her favourite song.