
Its my Mum's birthday. She was born in 1929. I was born in 1959 and my father died of Leukemia 12 hours before I was born, he was in St Barts in London, she was 25 miles away in Harpenden Cottage Hospital. I have always wondered how that came to be, wouldn't you have put them closer? It would have meant a lot to me if he had lived for 13 hours and just wen me once before he passed away. In separate hospitals, that was never going to happen.
On my 36th birthday I stood at his grave, my birthdays have always been sweet and sour as you may imagine, I just stood in amazement at as I began to live longer than him. He was so very young.
Now I am 12,000 miles away from my Mum in New Zealand and it is a hard phone call, to wish her a happy birthday, we should all be together, I know that would make her day.
We are not together but what dosen't change is that she did a good job for the 16 years she was on her own. Sure, I wasn't much bother, but as every parent knows, either single or together, it is hard to bring up children, an emotional rollercoaster. My Mum did ok.
Happy Birthday Jx
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It's been 3 years now, we moved house, had twins, got our permanent residency and we've cried - a lot - wanted to go home, wanted to stay for ever. You are going to read about a roller-coaster ride that hasn't stopped.
It's been 3 years now, we moved house, had twins, got our permanent residency and we've cried - a lot - wanted to go home, wanted to stay for ever. You are going to read about a roller-coaster ride that hasn't stopped.
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Jonathan and Rebecca
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Friday, 14 March 2008
My Mums Birthday
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4 comments:
Happy birthday to your Mum Jonathan, what a bittersweet story in regards to your father. I can only imagine how hard it must have been for your Mum to experience such heartbreak and joy all on the same day.
I lost both of my parents within 18 months of each other and they were only 49and 50.
I can appreciate the story about your father: my mum and dad split when I was three, and I never saw him again.
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What a thing to happen. My husband arrived at the birth of our first child about half an hour before it happened. I'm glad he was there, and after reading this I'm thankful too. I;m sure your Mum did way more than okay. Happy Birthday to her. L
Heck JG, that brought tears to my eyes, so sorry to hear about what happened with you Father. Big respectful claps for your mamma though, she sounds like one good lady. Distance is the worst....is mamma thinking of joining you now you have been here 3 years??? x
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