A very beautiful story well told. For several years my Mum had a really good relationship with Faye. We shopped, met for lunch and she would visit my apartment , many a time when I was out at work I would return to find she had dropped by and tidied up for her ‘Daughter’, not that it was untidy, but the ‘Daughter’ was never going to match her mother.
My brother found out and informed my father, Mum explained she couldn’t meet up anymore, a year later she passed away, my father and brother within three more years.
So Lisa treasure you mum, store the memories and be thankful for all you have with her.
Faye x
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