Mothers Day

Well it's here. Pretty much just another day though. Often the build up to such days is worse than the day itself. Seems so in this case at least.

I always take a few moments to remember at the time of her death. It's like I'm back there with her then. This time though it wasn't a sad thing hardly at all. Simply a feeling within myself  that she wouldn't have wanted me to be sad.

And it is good to remember. Much better than trying to forget, well in this case at least. Dealing with the grief of her passing was one thing I did quite well. It was everything that came after that did my head in.