Reflective Moments

Its always this time of year along with Mothers Day that my thoughts turn to my late mother. It has been a difficult yet growing experience having been 23 when my mother passed way in November of 1998. It was a turning point in my life.

I will always be thankful for her influence in my growing years and even now her influence can be felt. How I tend to deal with people, those in need, how I view the spiritual aspects of my life can be traced back to her influence.

Many times in my life I watched her doing things many others considered wastes of time. Feeding the glue sniffing youth, bailing nephews out of jail, sticking up for them when no one else would, serving endlessly, taking those into her home who others considered untouchables or unwanted and helping them make changes in their life.

I don't think I ever had a bedroom to myself during my younger years. There was always someone coming to stay over for a little while, then years later they would leave...sometimes come back. The thing is, thats my mums legacy. The influence of her felt by others and their feelings of love and affection and memories of happiness.

But as a mother, I've seen few to equal her. I will always remember her, and while I miss her cuddles at times when I need them most, the most important thing to remember she is always with me, never leaving me...because a son...this son...her son...will never forget.

I love you mum.