Today would have been my Mum's 60th birthday. I've felt really quite sad over the past couple of weeks. It's hard to think that I would have been busy organising a surprise family party for her and now there is nothing I can do.
It's still so strange and so hard to talk in terms of would have been. Mum was 57 when she died and that is too young and it's not fair. I miss her.
I want her here. I want to take her out and spoil her, I want to send her a huge bouquet of flowers, I want to buy her a huge chocolate cake, I want to do her make up and have her do my nails for me, I want us to be getting ready to go out in a whirlwind of perfume and hairspray. I want to give her a hug, I want her to hug me. I want to talk with her and laugh with her and share things with her. I want to tell her about Paul. I want to tell her about my life. I want her to tell me that it'll all be ok. I want her to tell me that it was ok. I want her to know just how very much I miss her. I want her to know how brave and special and wonderful she was. How amazing and inspiring and beautiful. How much we loved her. How much we still love her.
I wish you were here Mum. More than anything on this earth I wish you were here.
I love you and miss you. xxx
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