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My Mum

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Its been a little quiet on the blogging front this past few weeks. As regular readers will know my Sis and I have been sitting with Mum as she faded away. Well she died last Friday in a quiet and dignified way. I will miss her forever.

Not wanting to be gloomy I have reminisced with Sis and we have enjoyed each other’s company. Not only that but we have enjoyed a cream cake every day as well! I now find that I’m slowly wanting / needing to craft, knit, create. I think that I’ve found my craft mojo so thank you Mum for showing me how!

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Mother love. There’s nothing like it whether you’re the Mother or the Child. ( wasn’t I a lovely child?!)

Bye Mum! Good night and God bless.

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Au Revoir not Good Bye

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Dear blogging friends I am so sorry that I have been bloggless these last couple of weeks. Life has been difficult as I sit with my Mum during her last days. Its been a good time to remember and  reminisce with my sister. Also an opportunity to reflect and plan (I’m a great planner).Mum is still with us but only in body. We try to rejoice in the fantastic life that she has had and laugh at the good memories that we have of her.

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Mum was is a Leo star sign and has always loved cuddly toys. Leo the Lion above has watched over her and been cuddled by her these long last few months.
The quilted cushion behind Leo is one that I  made whilst on a cruise a few years ago. I have lost my crafty mojo at the moment but I am sure that I will find it again soon.
So, for now dear blogging friends I will not say good bye but au revoir. See you soon.

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During. the last few days I have been sitting with my Mum.

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Mum is 90 in a few days. Last night I looked after my Grandson. GRANDSON IS 9 years old.

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Mum is dying Grandson has his life to come.
I have been overwhelmed with it all and life feels like a great big beautiful rainbow. Grandchildren at one end and Mum at the other end.
What a rainbow Mum has travelled over! Just a few achievemets in her rainbow:
She was the 7th child of the 7th child. The luckiest place to be.
She has had 3 children
She was married to a wonderful man.
She only had the one lover – my Dad.
She road a tandem bike.
She worked in a psychiatric hospital.
She sang a lot.
She was stubborn.
She got into trouble at school because she couldn’t spell Egypt.
She could sing the Welsh National anthem in Welsh (but hardly ever went to Wales)
She taught me to knit and stitch.
She looked after me even as an adult.
Mum road a bike to work for 20+ years.
She travelled extensively. Even asking yesterday could she go to Blackpool.
She wove willow baskets to protect glass carbouys as her part of the second World War effort.
Mum loved life.
Mums rainbow was her rainbow. The secret of life seems to be enjoy your rainbow.

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