You are such a beautiful writer, Karen. Your mum’s love reaches out, reminding me of Betsy - my mother in law. I don’t think it’s a cliche to say love lasts eternally.
Oh Karen, read this with tears streaming down my face, the loss of a Mum is just so hideously painful that you feel like you will never get over it, and you won't in many ways, but to have so many wonderful memories of them helps you to smile still. Beautiful words, thank you xx
I feel like I need to save this for when my mother’s time comes. Losing dad last Christmas has started me grieving her loss the way I grieved my little brother’s years before he went.
Your way of describing things makes you such an amazing writer. I love Deal, and would have never thought to describe the water as milky green - that is perfect!
I feel like I need to save this for when my mother’s time comes. Losing dad last Christmas has started me grieving her loss the way I grieved my little brother’s years before he went.
Your way of describing things makes you such an amazing writer. I love Deal, and would have never thought to describe the water as milky green - that is perfect!
Delightful and beautifully observed. Thank you. Mike - a new follower.
You are such a beautiful writer, Karen. Your mum’s love reaches out, reminding me of Betsy - my mother in law. I don’t think it’s a cliche to say love lasts eternally.
Oh Karen, read this with tears streaming down my face, the loss of a Mum is just so hideously painful that you feel like you will never get over it, and you won't in many ways, but to have so many wonderful memories of them helps you to smile still. Beautiful words, thank you xx
Thank you Susan x
I feel like I need to save this for when my mother’s time comes. Losing dad last Christmas has started me grieving her loss the way I grieved my little brother’s years before he went.
Your way of describing things makes you such an amazing writer. I love Deal, and would have never thought to describe the water as milky green - that is perfect!
I always look forward to these letters ❤️
I feel like I need to save this for when my mother’s time comes. Losing dad last Christmas has started me grieving her loss the way I grieved my little brother’s years before he went.
Your way of describing things makes you such an amazing writer. I love Deal, and would have never thought to describe the water as milky green - that is perfect!
I always look forward to these letters ❤️