Footprints

if you had parent(s) who had even one of the above qualities…you were an extremely lucky person.

True.

There’s a strangeness to losing a parent. In all the years you existed—from before you were you and through your most formative years—they’re a constant in your experience of the universe up until they aren’t there. It’s a natural expectation that children should outlive their parents—I’m sure most parents are thankful for it—, but it’s still unfortunate that we have to say goodbye to such loving influences in our lives even if we accept it rationally as an inevitability.

Sorry for your loss, but glad you had her in your life all the years you did and that she left you with good things to carry forward.

I’m so sorry Davis. Reg helped me a lot when my mum died, by getting me to go around her friends and learn new stories about her.

I have to say, some four years later, that a few of those stories still crack me up – in particular the one where she was in the back seat of my brother and wife’s car as they drove in France and got stopped for speeding. Brother quickly told mum to ‘look ill’ so he could claim he was rushing her to the docs. The policeman came over, brother claimed his excuse and they both looked back at mum. Mum had achieved a slack jaw, a tilt and even a bit of drool as she shook.

Both brother and policeman were horrified – and they got to drive away free, but couldn’t stop laughing at her impersonation of ‘ill’.

So long story short, maybe try to learn some new stories about your mum 🙂

S xxx

Condolences, Davis.  It must be the end of an era.