Had a good day at daughter's. A few teary moments. There were conversations about mum and aunt Jane. There were several times this weekend I wished I could tell mum something or share something with her. I was thinking back on this time last year and how things were just fine, before mum got sick and her struggles. Even though we were going through covid and times were tough and we hadn't seen one another we could still chat and things were OK.
Daughter's husband's mum lost her mom last year so she knows how tough firsts can be. Funny how we bond over the strangest things.
On a good note, plus note, it was lovely to spend the day with daughter on her 28th Birthday. How time has flown! How lucky I am to have her. She's been a tower of strength this year though I know she's done her own grieving too. She's taken time off work and driven hundreds of miles to spend time with me - when mum got sick with Covid and when Jane passed. She's called me and talked with me when she knows I've been sad and grieving. The day after mum passed she spent most of the day on the phone with me though I was in England and she in the states. I'm really glad to have her.
So today's photo is of me and her. I hate having my photo taken but I have learned - especially this year - that photos and memories are important. I can't spend all my time behind the lens however comfortable that may be for me. I want daughter to have photos and be able to look and remember the good times as I do those of me and my mum.