On February 5th, we held her beautiful hands and kissed goodnight to our gorgeous Mum. She was at home, surrounded by family who loved her and who she loved unconditionally. Nothing prepares you for the loss of the most important woman in your life and to lose her so quickly is heart breaking. However, we’re also thankful she is now out of pain and having a laugh and a gin with Aunty Glor, Eileen and her Mum and Dad.

As a mum, we will always remember the unquestionable support she gave us, never judging even when we made mistakes, always there to give advice or to just listen. She was and is adored by us all, deeply missed and forever loved. 

Your Mother Is Always With You by Deborah R. Culver

She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street.
She’s the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick, the fragrance of life itself.

She’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not feeling well.
She’s your breath in the air on a cold winter’s day.

She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colours of a rainbow.

She is Christmas morning.

Your mother lives inside your laughter.
She’s the place you come from, your first home.

She’s the map you follow with every step you take.
She’s your first love, your first friend, even your first enemy.

But nothing on Earth can separate you.

Not time.

Not space.

Not even death.

Given the current situation we won't be able to give her the send off she deserves so in Summer, when the flowers are in bloom and the weather is warmer, we are planning a proper celebration in Mum’s honour. We will lay her to rest with her parents in Nettleham and we can all get together to raise many glasses to her without any restrictions! XXX