My superhero. My mom was one of a kind. Like many Mother and Son connections, we were close, but sometimes I felt like we were one in the same. Our conversations were meaningful, deep and frequent. Mom always knew when I was hungry, needed to go to the toilet or had lost that twinkle in my eye. She knew everything about me, not only because she was nosey, but because she was fully invested in me and my sister Laura. A mom is meant to care for her children, but Lynnie1 (it’s an inside joke) made my childhood so easy that it felt like a right. It wasn’t until I was much older that I realised just how unique she was. Where other parents may have given up on their kids, my Mom and Dad were relentless in supporting me until I found my way, and then some. They are both incredible people.
Having gone through the experience of losing my mom, my advice to others is cherish the time you have with loved ones. Be present with them, recognise and appreciate that warm, safe feeling when you see them in a crowd, or that proud feeling when you catch their eye just before a performance. They may nag, get on your nerves, seem unfair at times but they are whiteout a doubt your greatest ally in this life.
All this being said, my mother suffered from Pancreatic Cancer as millions of others have. Any donation helps in the fight to defeat Cancer and spare future generations the pain of losing a loved one in this way. Thank you.
