On Mothering Sunday
Sunday, March 30, 2014 at 10:31AM
Edward is home, lunch will be cooked for me and I have some beautiful flowers on the windowsill.
There are more flowers here too, for my m-i-l, who will join us for lunch and the two of us will be banished from the kitchen as the men take charge. I expect the conversation will include a few family stories because we’ll be thinking about our own mothers today.
My Mum loved to play cards. A childhood spent in a strict Methodist household where Sundays were observed meant that her family would gather around the card table for a game of whist or rummy on Sunday afternoons. Though the cards didn’t come out very often at home, I recently found this photograph from 1965 of Mummy sneaking a look at my Nan’s hand. Judging from the pile of pennies alongside her, I think she’d hit a winning streak!
Being an only child meant that my Mum was always there for me and of course, I miss her as much as ever. All kinds of things throughout every day prompt sweet memories but, on one day a year, it’s especially good to sit down and acknowledge what an amazing woman she was.
life
Reader Comments (1)
Hi Gill,
Great memories of her. Although my Mum died in 1970 I think of her often and I still find myself now and again thinking, I'll tell Mam that! :-)
Dorothy