I'm feeling so down at this particular moment in time. I know it will pass as the day goes on (it always does), but right now, right at this minute, I'm blubbing like a baby - my darling Mother died 27 years ago today. 27 years ago! I can't believe it. I can't believe that the pain is still as fresh, still as intense as it was then. I guess the fact that my father died in March of this year doesn't make it any easier. I always made a point of speaking to him on this day but this time I can't. Please I'm not angling for hugs or vibes, they're too precious a commodity, and besides there are more deserving cases at the moment. Sometimes it's just good to be able to put these things down on the page - let it pour out and then send it out into cyberspace. So remember please, no hugs, no vibes. I'm fine now I've done this and in the words of one of my Mother's favourites, Arthur Askey, (I bet a lot of you have never heard of him) "..I thank you...."
Margaret x
Margaret x


