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Today would have been Mum’s 86th birthday. Following her death I had trouble moving past her 80th and final birthday in 2016 just a week before she died, as it was very bittersweet with a realisation that her time was running out. Even a year ago I was really struggling to come to terms with loss. I had lost my way on so many fronts and although I was able to present a relatively normal front on the outside, in fact I was feeling incredibly depressed inside. A year on I am in a much better place and so much happier with life in general. I have reached a stage where I can look back with great fondness on birthday celebrations of years gone by. Of course, I miss my folks massively, but I am no longer feeling as though I have to justify their memory or write massive of words to mark this anniversary or any occasion. The important thing is that within me and to my very core I carry around much love for mum and dad and happy memories. I don’t think that’s too bad a place to be at x

When it came to birthdays, wedding anniversaries or anything such like, neither mum or dad liked a fuss. There was nothing they liked than to go out a nice family meal. In their latter years these were lovely times which we all loved.