Mothers Day

Here we are at another Mothers Day. The years fly past so quickly now, this is my 28th since I first became a Mother, the 11th with my daughter, the 5th with my son. It's also my first one without my husband to help the kids organize anything.

Where's the other boot?

My Father in law died as he turned Seventy. Not the day before or the day after but right smack bang on the anniversary of his birth. I felt it was poetic and after the pain he'd gone through over the five years prior, I felt it was a good thing for him to finally be at the end of it. My husband did not cope well. He may feel he did, he will most likely tell you he did but he did not. There is much to that tale and I won't go into it right now but suffice to say that the years my Father in law suffered pain of unknown origins before being diagnosed with cancer and those that came after the diagnosis were fairly instrumental in the breakdown of my marriage.