“Life is not measured
by the number of breaths we take,
but by the moments
that take our breath away.”
This post is difficult to write…
I had only been on holiday for 2 days, then the call came to inform me that my dear Mum, had taken suddenly and seriously ill; I flew home immediately.
I was fortunate to have four days with Mum; sadly she passed away on the 18th June.
An amazing, loving, inspirational lady, right till the end…
Love and miss you Mum, this poem is for you…
sadness and grief
epitome of love
silent final gift entwines us