Linda’s inspiration for today’s post is;
” “march.” Use it any way you’d like. “
Well, as it happens…
Mum’s the word.
Today, March 26th, is mothers’ day here in the UK and it’s a day to pay tribute to those determined and long suffering women who kept us alive and well before we could do it for ourselves and who are there at the heart of the family whenever we need help and support.
The term “stepmother” should only be used when preceded by “wicked” in pantomime as far as I’m concerned; there should be no distinction between a biological mother and a woman who takes on the responsibility to love and care for another woman’s children, she’s a mother and that’s all there is to it.
My own mother (about whom, more later) sadly died when I was only nine years old, but that tragic loss meant that my sister and I gained a second mum, the one who will be surrounded by the rest of her children and grandchildren today, back in my old Sussex hometown, from where I spoke to her this morning as she prepared to receive her first visitors of the day.
So today’s post is just a quick thank you to the woman who brought up her own kids at the same time as welcoming Kerry and I into her home and has been a pillar of support to the whole family ever since.
Sue, my mum; travel addict, history enthusiast, expert cook and consummate grandmother, here’s to you, HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY.
With my dad, Martin.
Mmmm, ice cream. With Audrey, doing the “new” grandmother thing…
…and Audrey, mum and me, Beachy Head, Eastbourne, summer 2016.
Happy mothers’ day to all the rest of the mums reading this, I hope you are being thoroughly spoiled.
Coming up, memories of another mother…
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