Remembering my Mum

So sorry Cookie

My mum died two days ago COPD and dementia took its toll. I’m now in that grief daze where you are running on adrenaline and shock trying to organise everything

My Mum left us in 1993. I still miss her. She was the best mother ever 💔

missdeke

Today my mum would be 111. She died 40 years ago. Seems like no time at all.

My mum died 5 years ago April 22. She died at the start of covid 1 month before her 100th birthday. We all still think she just gave up as we weren't allowed to see her in her care home, she was only there a few weeks.

My mother died 6 years ago this year (longevity runs in our family - she was 99).

Every anniversary of her birth and death my sister and I get together on Skype and drink a gin and tonic in her honour and reminisce. It may have been her love of a G&T that kept her going for so long, but it was always a family tradition

I am going through a strange process of ageing and now realising how it must have felt for Mum. Of course it's too late now as she isn't here.
In contrast to many, it was a rocky relationship though.

I'm remembering my mum who also died getting on for twenty years ago. She had dementia so I made a small donation the the Alzheimers society's Forget Me Not Appeal. If you donate they send you a forgetmenot badge to wear throughout May but I'm wearing mine now and will continue until it drops to bits.

My mum died 3 days before my 15th birthday, my dad 3 months after my 21st. I am an only child and still miss them every day. I'm now 67.

I see my late mum in the mannerisms of my daughter and I hear myself using her phrases. It’s been 16 years now and I still feel her near at times which is comforting. I wish she had lived to meet her great grandchildren as she would have adored all of them.

Oh Blossom5 - how my heart aches for you - I hope you are with someone today and not on your own🌺

I’m a strong believer that she’s waiting for you. Lots of love to you x

I came across this poem by Donna Ashworth,

For those thinking of a lost one: it’s called
Missed me most

"When you feel you are without me
close your eyes. Float down beneath
your skin, retreat within.

I am the blood that flows, I am
the courage in your gut that grows.

I am the chamber in your heart that
feels like home.

I am the seed from which your life was proudly grown

Only my body has flown.
But me, I dwell still within your bones.

My voice and all the good I've ever known,
is yours to own.

When you feel you are without me,
listen close. I whisper louder,
When you miss me the most.

Not granddaughters, I should have said great-granddaughters! A senior moment!

My lovely mum died in 1997, just a few days after her 80th birthday. I do miss her and am sad that she didn’t live long enough to see her four lovely granddaughters. My dad died 20 years ago this year, he missed my mum so much, but my brother and I did our best to help him. He was 89 when he died, his birthday is tomorrow, April 20th. He didn’t see any of his granddaughters either.

My mother died 15 years ago and I still like to think that she is watching what is happening to us, though I have no religious or spiritualist views. Silly I know.
She died just before her first great granddaughter was born. My son and his wife have always spoken to their children about “Nanny” who is still part of our family. She would have been 103 a few days ago. My father died 45 years ago, but did meet two of his grandchildren. I’m so sad to think what they’ve both missed.

Lost my Mum coming up for 5 years this summer. We miss her all the time, she was an amazing Mum, Grandmother and friend to many.
My darling Dad died 10 years ago... Thinking about my Dad who was the best, still brings tears to my eyes, but thinking about my Mum brings a smile and happiness that she was a Legend in mine and my sisters eyes.

Lucky you all.
I was a 'mistake' in my mother's words ( told to me just before I got married).
My brother was 10 years older.
I have just one memory of maternal physical contact - sitting on her knee when I was about 3 years old, whilst she taught me to read - very clever, as I became an avid reader, so didn't need to be entertained'. When I started school, I was miserable until the teacher realised that I was totally bored, having been placed in a reception class where a large part of every day was spent in teaching phonics - a for apple etc! I was then moved up into a more advanced class.

I hasten to say that I was always well looked after, but much, much later in life, I realised that physical demonstration has never come naturally to me, and although I cuddled and kissed my children, as they grew older , I recently realised that I have rarely hugged them, although I love them dearly..

It would have been my mum’s 94th birthday today had she still been here there would have been a great party, with her 3 AC’s, her 9 DGC and her6 great DGC. They’ve missed knowing a remarkable woman. She died when she was 43 and I was 15. Not a day goes by I don’t miss her still

My son died 25 years ago this month aged 15 years, today is his 40th birthday. I miss him so much, even with 3 children, 4 stepchildren and 9 grandchildren! He is still a part of my daily life I've got so many memories of him and I against the world, today is so hard x

Write the memories down for your children and grandchildren.

My nephew asked me to write about our childhood when my sister died three weeks ago. It was painful and I wept buckets. I wrote about what I remember about her birth, about her love of cats, and the things we got up to, what made us giggle. About what Christmas and New Year were like in our home; our favourite pastimes, and the books we loved, the time a boy threw her school bag from the bus window, just what came into my head and I wrote it all down. Five pages!

But the tears were tears of love for the incredible woman who was their mother and my 'little' sister. Your mothers were incredible too.

Just do it is my advice.

48 years in July since my mother's death.
I feel such love and gratitude to have had her. Never robust with a difficult husband she enjoyed her three girls..I was the youngest.
Her love and fortitude and happy heart inspire me still.

It would have been my mum’s 96th birthday next Wednesday if she had survived the vile cancer which took her 10 years ago!
The day before her diagnosis she had done an eight mile walk ! At least three times a year I visit the site where her ashes are scattered and tell her all of the family and world news! What I miss most is sharing holiday photos and experiences with her! She was forthright, clever, opinionated and funny !

Mum died 18 years ago aged 85. She was such a vibrant person and a brilliant mother and grandmother although she'd had a hellish childhood. DD says that when she has a problem, she asks herself, what would Granny say?