Happy Birthday Mum,
Today you would have been 60, and had you been alive I would have had a party for you and made it special for you. I would have invited you brothers and sisters, your nieces and nephews, your great nieces and nephews and you circle of friends. You long time friends as well as all those that you touched with your generosity in a short time from knowing you.
I would have had it catered for and had all your favourite foods. The decorations would have been in your favourite colours and the room would have been filled with happiness. There would have been soft music playing in the background of all your favourites, a throne for you to sit on at the head of the room, a queen in your own right.
But alas I sit here own my own with sadness in my heart wanting to hold you and tell you I love you one more time, a drink in my hand for comfort as no one has remembered. No phone call from anyone to see if I am alright.
I miss you, and even though we didn’t see eye to eye on many things, and at times I resented you for who you are, I have learnt the hard way that that was the way you coped with you problems.
A lot has happen since you have been gone. I fell into a deep dark hole and have climb back out, slipping once or twice on the way up. I have gotten sick, but I have learnt from you strength, strength that I didn’t know I had, so I am fighting this with all my might.
The kids are growing up, and every year it seems faster and faster. Is that what it was like for you when I was growing up?
RIP Mum, I miss you.