It will not have escaped your attention that today is Mother’s Day. Hopefully we have all spares some time or thought about Mother’s everywhere.
Even when they are no longer with us we carry our mums round in our hearts, thoughts and our DNA. I am very lucky to be able to go and spend some time with my Mum this afternoon. This blog is going to be a bit self indulgent but I think after 47 years of dealing with me and 50 years as a Mum I should pay tribute to my Mum.
From a young age my mum has encouraged me to be myself and have independent thought even if it isn’t always the easy path. In my early years I didn’t realise this because it was normal life but it was so much more. In 2018 we still have heated discussions about life, politics and more.
My mum always told me I could achieve whatever I set my mind to. Even when sometimes I needed a little nudge to put enough effort in. It stays with me even today and if I want something I don’t question whether I will get there.
At the ripe old age of 47 I know my Mum will be there with a kind word and a hug whenever I am down or struggling. But she will also give me a verbal kick up the bum when I am wallowing in misery. In the past 12 months there are many, many occasions when my Mum has been there before I even knew I needed help.
My Mum is one of the most creative people I know. She has always been creating art as long as I can remember and often pushing the boundaries. It isn’t everybody that while at primary school has a Mum that is making ceramic body parts!
And my Mum is fun. We often have a laugh. I have a whole host of photographs over the years of those fun times and they still raise a smile.
I could say so much more about my Mum but will leave it with just saying Prudence Coleman thank you for all these things and more.