I couldn’t possibly let the letter “M” go by without talking about my Mum, or in the case of today’s post…losing my Mum…

Never a day goes by that I don’t think of my Mum…some days it’s a fleeting thought, on other days it’s more at the forefront of my mind – but everyday, it’s a feeling I have inside, that something is missing.

I was 25 years old when my Mum passed away, she’d been unwell for many years, and found herself on the waiting list for a double lung transplant for 20 months before she died.  I do wonder how our lives might have turned out if that beeper had in fact gone off in our favour…a bit like a movie or a book where the characters get to see their alternate lives based on a split second decision.

However, there is no alternate life for us, this is how it is…and we do the best we can – after all, that’s all anyone can ask, right?

At a recent family function, where I took on my usual role of “event co-ordinator and chief catering officer”…I was surprised, but also flattered, at the number of our family and friends who remarked that I was “just like my Mum”.

I think it’s quite remarkable that you can learn your mannerisms and even life traits from someone who left your life so soon…and I take it as a compliment that I’m able to carry on her legacy as best I can.

I miss my Mum terribly, especially as we approach the traditional “Mothers’ Day” here is Australia – what do I miss the most? Mum hugs, you simply can’t beat them!

To everyone out there who has also lost their Mum, you are in my thoughts and I’m sending you the strength you need to make it through the day…I hope that helps.

Regards