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Finally got round to reading it, Sue. And I hope me commenting after such a delay is not going to trigger some painful feelings, which you have no doubt been working through these past few weeks.

I loved it. Told with so much heart, humour, and warmth. It softened me, made me smile, laugh.

How we treat death and dying is paramount to how we live. If we treat the inevitable with fear, we’re going to live our lives in fear. If we keep them close, having an awareness that this day, this moment, could be our last, then there is a high chance that we will live our lives through a lens of gratitude and awe. “Oh look, a tree!” “Oh wow, another person.”

Reading your piece reminded me of this. And for that, I feel grateful.

Thank you, my friend 🙏🏼

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I love this. The Khalil Gibran quote is beautiful. I’m in my 70s and lost my Dad in 1971 and my Mom in 2008. Everything you wrote resonated with me. Thank you for sharing. Love to you and yours❤️

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Thank you Sue. Much love to you too 💕

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Oh how I love this, Vivien sounds marvellous. I'm so very sorry for you and your family's loss. Thank you for writing about her. So much of it resonated with me because my granny died last year and I know mum experienced a lot of what you describe here.

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Thank you Lynda, and I'm sorry to hear you lost your Granny.

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So touching. The one thing I know is that people live on when we talk about them...

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Indeed! 😊 Thank you

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What a wonderful bundle of memories, so beautifully laid out!

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Thank you. It felt important to write this.

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A beautifully written memoir of your mum. Thank you sharing it.

Are you familiar with the work and writings of Dr Katherine Mannix? She’s a wonderful woman who shares wisdom and comfort about dying. Something that gets shied away from in this day and age.

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No, I'm not, and thank you for sharing this. I'm writing more about grief and death in other writing, so this is very helpful, Judi.

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Oh Sue, this is beautiful and it made me cry. My own mum will be 92 next Tuesday, but she's no longer the wonderful, strong woman she was, but frail in body and mind. We look after her and it is hard work, but we try and do it with love - not always easy. Having read this I will remember to treasure her birthday even more. Thank you for writing this xx

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Wishing your mum a very happy birthday surrounded with love 💖

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Thank you Sue!

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What a beautiful valediction to your mam, Sue. By its end I feel I had an appreciation of the wonderful woman - a real canny lass - she was and why she was so important in your life. Treasured memories.

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Thank you Harry. There were so many at her funeral! A great send off.

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Thank you for sharing this. It made me cry. Some similar memories of the things I did with my Mum. We had a lovely relationship and I was so sad to lose her almost ten years ago. She was such a kind, caring and loving person. I don't think I've ever taken the time to think properly, but you have written a beautiful piece about your Mum and what she meant to you all. God bless her and all your family xx

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Thank you Sue - my mum and I had such a difficult relationship, but all the negativity seems to have melted away in these days following her death. I hope you're okay, xx

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I'm fine thank you, I was taken back to the early days after my Mum died. I on ly had a couple of days off work due to being part of a small team at a sheltered housing scheme. I really put my emotions away in a box. I miss her every day still.

I hope you can continue to get positive feelings from your process of grieving xx

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Morning Gav, no your comment didn't trigger painful feelings at all. I'm actually feeling quite peaceful about it all. I speak to mum outdoors, when the wind blows and the trees shake their branches. I talked to her as I picked sweet peas - she loved them.

I'm going to keep her memory alive, doing things she did, like knitting dolls clothes for my granddaughters dollies. I've even got her knitting patterns from the 1960s that she used to knit clothes for my dolls.

She is gone, and yes, it's sad, but it is also okay. The wheel of life turns.

Thanks for being there, Gavin. I really appreciate you.

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