Anniversary

It is a year today since my mother died peacefully in her favourite chair after having taken Sam out for his wee daily plod. We all still miss her very much as her parting was not only sudden but was also only four months after my father had died. Like the old Irish song says
"You will never miss your mother till she's buried beneath the clay"

They were very much part of our lives and the reason we left the island to live on the mainland to be close to them and to help them as they grew older an less firm.

This is a picture of my mother when I think she may have been in her twenties. Quite a looker! My eldest daughter is very like her..in more ways than one!

Have a good blip weekend all