I have been dreading writing this post for months now. I have put it off and put it off. Mum would have wagged her finger at me and said what you put off today you just have to do tomorrow…and so it has come to pass.
At 0720 this morning my beautiful mother passed away holding Dad’s hand.
She found out a year ago that she had cancer and she set about planning what remained of her life. In February she was told she had at best 12 weeks left to live and in her usual way she just said she would see about that. As is usual she was right about that.
My Mum was a mentor to me, a calming influence, a peacemaker and taught me more about politics and people than anyone else.
I well remember her ticking off many MPs, including Prime Ministers in her forthright Presbyterian manner. She didn’t care for their positions or their titles, she just spoke her mind on things that mattered.
My Mum cared for everyone else and was the most unselfish, giving person you could ever know. Even in her last days she was thinking and caring about other people.
She handled her illness like she handled her entire life, with dignity, grace and a steely strength.
I am going to miss my Mum, I loved her very much.