Evenin’, all, tac here with a message for all of you on MY side of the Great Water celebrating Mother’s Day tomorrow.
Last week, I turned sixty-three, and THIS week, for the first time in my life, I don’t have to get a Mother’s Day card for my mother.
She died last year.
It’s true to say that we didn’t always see eye to eye on certain things. We argued, like all mothers and sons do.
But I know she loved me, as I loved her, and she loved the rest of us too.
So this year, even if you’ve had words between you that might make it hard to say you’re sorry, hug and make up. And if you are, like I often was, on the other side of the world apart, think of your mom tomorrow and call her up and wish her a Happy Mother’s day.
If you are luck enough to be near enough, go and see her, and give her a big hug and say thank you.
Do it for me this year, too, because I’ll never be able to do it again for MY mom.
And for those of us who’s mom has left us, join with me, maybe say a little prayer, or just spend a few minutes thinking about the good times.
tac