Most of you know that my beloved Mother died twenty six years ago last month. I was her only child. She adored me - and I loved her so. She was quite young when she died - and I have now spent more years without her than with her. At first, I thought I would not post about Mother's Day....it has been a sad day for me for many years... but, after some thought, I opted to do one. I know this would please her. She was a small town girl from Ohio, who married my more cosmopolitan Father (an Air Force Pilot) and moved to San Francisco. She LOVED to travel - and was a flight attendant for many years. (When she worked - for Pan Am - Flight Attendants were "glamorous" and stayed two or three days in every city they flew to. ) She flew around the world and visited every continent - but Antartica. And if she had lived longer, I know she would have landed there too!
I miss her so - but feel close to her still. I know she watches over me (as does my Father, dead now for seventeen years).
My own life has recently gone through an upheaval - in every sense of the word - and when I went to find a photo of her that my Father and I were not in, I couldn't find one. So, I chose this - one of her many, many, passport photos.
I know she would love this... showing her vibrant smile, her beautiful eyes.
I think of you Mummy, every day.... and I miss you. Miss our travel together....miss your advice, your support - even your scolding. You made me who I am today.... and I will never forget it.
Love, your Daughter,