A Grief Remembered: This is one of those times....March 28th 2014

Dear Matt,

Once again Mothering Sunday will be celebrated on 30th March, this weekend. I miss you.

These few days hold a number of "those" anniversaries....................

It was 4 years ago today that your grandad's life slipped away in hospital. 28th March 2010.

My own mother did not live to see her 71st birthday in 1990, the end of a very hot summer, when the roses were a riot of colour in their garden. Now I grow roses.

I miss them. More silence where their voices used to be.

No mother on Mother's day, and no you.

Alan and his grandad. January 2010

I will miss Alan too, at home with his own lovely family, and our grandchildren.
Oh how I miss you more than words can ever say, Matt.
And last weekend a lovely thing happened, one of your old friends we hadn't seen for years paid us an unexpected visit. He talked a lot about you, and how he felt you had left a legacy among those who knew you. Another old friend of yours contacted me this past week, and this is what he said:

"I think of Matt often. It was such a blessing for me to share a home with him for those two years and our trip to Australia together changed the course of my life"

Dad in his beloved Rossendale. June 2008

Matt and his grandad. The Duckworth Arms. Rossendale.
2002.

So my beloved Matt, I will forever and always simply be your mum.

Dad on the walk from Lizard Village to Kynance Cove.
Cornwall
September 2004.

And on the 31st March mum and dad always celebrated their wedding anniversary, being married in 1942 during the 2nd World War.
A weekend of poignant memories.