My Mum - A real star

Today I’ve been out for afternoon tea with a real star,

my Mum who was celebrating her 86th birthday.

Born in 1932 she has been through a lot in her life, always remaining positive and doing her best for us three kids.

She lost her own Mum at the age of 24.  Her father had left them when she and her brother, my Uncle Derek, where only young.

I only remember my childhood as one of being loved and cared for by this strong woman even when she must have been going through all sorts of hell when our own father left us when I was 18, my brother 15 and my sister only 8 years old.

There wasn’t the song and dance made in those days about how hard things were, everyone just got on with things. Mostly privately.

Look at her now at the age of 86 she does Facebook & texting , has a more modern phone than me.  Goes out every day.  Half the time we haven’t a clue what she’s upto.

She says she’s planning on staying while she’s a 100 year old.

Well here’s to you Mum,  I sincerely hope you do as you are a real star and a Mum to be proud of .

Happy birthday Mum 

xxx