Remembering my mum this weekend.... Everyday I carry her in my heart and I treasure the beautiful memories I have of her. I smile when I remember that whenever I was sad, she would give me a dosis of her wit along with marmite on toast and endless cups of tea. I still miss her delicious chocolate buns and fruitcake, no-one made them like mum did. Mum was the person who made everything alright, I remember how safe and secure she made me feel in times of trouble. Although mums only word in Spanish was hola, it didnt stop her making lots of friends in Puerto de la Cruz when she came on holiday. Many of the girls in the nearby shops here always asked me about my mum. Language was no barrier for her. I also treasure a memory I have in my mind of her and dad, captured like a photo, when we were at a village dance and mum and dad were dancing, I looked over to them and I thought that I had never seen my mum looking so beautiful as she did at that moment.
Posted on: Sat, 30 Aug 2014 12:07:13 +0000
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