Your Love Burns Bright

Falling asleep in Mummy and Daddy's bed, cuddled up to Mummy's warm and well-padded body, dummy in mouth, I am basking in the innocent peace of a worry-free toddler wrapped in the arms of a loving mother. The reassuring feel of Mummy's cheap but familiar nightie, the pleasant milky aroma of a nursing mother. I dont know how old i was, but this scene and these feelings were branded into the fabric of my overly sentimental soul and remind me that, just as I was loved then, I am still loved today.
Mummy, your love burns bright - I love you too.

Mother, we love you.

This blog is dedicated to our mother Savitree. Next year marks the 20th anniversary of her untimely death. In her memory, I invite you to post any positive memories, photos or thoughts that you have of her. In so doing we, her children, can celebrate her life and that, by remembering, we may honour her despite her temporary absence. I believe that though she has passed on, there is still much we have to learn from the inspiring legacy that she left us.