7 thoughts on “Mum”

  1. I have known Betty for a very long time. She use to go to Brooklyn School in Wellington NZ, with her sister Vera and another lady called Phyliss.
    Betty use to come down to stay at Stokes Valley when she lived in Auckland to visit her Mum and Sister Vera and always visited me for lunch.
    Usually September she visited, she was always as brown as a berry, she didn’t need stockings because she was so brown.
    I always remember September, even though Dick had died she always came down to see everyone.
    They had a large station wagon and when Dick passed away she bought herself a beautiful new car.
    I admired Betty as she carried on very well and use to go overseas on lovely world trips.
    Betty loved gardening she had a lovelly Lemon and Orange Trees
    Rest In Peace Betty I will miss your visits
    Dawn Bell


    Mum, I don’t know what to say – tomorrow it’s 1yr since you left us.

    I am writing this now because tomorrow I’d never manage it. Sometimes it seems you have been gone for ages and then other times I forget you’re not still here with us. Anyway I sure hope you’re having fun up there taking lots of pictures and don’t forget to keep your Diary up to date OK !
    I just wanted you to know you’re never far away and I miss ya.

    Love Ken.


    I’ll Celebrate Instead of Cry

    Another Mother’s Day is here,
    And I still miss having you near.
    You were the best mom you could be,
    And I never once doubted your love for me.

    I could spend each Mother’s Day in sorrow,
    Crying and wishing you were here,
    But instead I choose to celebrate your life,
    A life I still hold so dear.

    I know you’d rather see me smile
    Than stand here with tears in my eyes.
    So I’ll do my best to honour your memory,
    And you’ll live on as long as I am alive.



    I thought of you with love today
    but that is nothing new.
    I thought about you yesterday
    and days before that too.
    I think of you in silence.
    I often speak your name.
    Now all I have is memories
    and your picture in a frame.
    Your memory is my keepsake
    with which I’ll never part.
    You may no longer be in my keeping
    but I have you in my heart.


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