When I had left home and moved into a flat with a friend, I know my mum was very worried about me, but everyday I called around to see her, and there on the kitchen table was a pack of 10 cigarettes and a bottle of milk, I cannot explain what these two items meant to me, and what love was expressed in them, but I always knew she was still there behind, but I know it was a wise act by my mum.
Then I suddenly moved in with my then boyfriend, Vic, who is now my husband. I was a lot further away this time so there was no items on the table anymore... and I know she was worried.
One day in the post a letter came and when I opened it there was a poem inside which I would like to share with you
My Independant Child
why didn't I notice, why didn't I see?
you're starting to grow away from me?
why didn't you tell me, why didn't you say?
"Mum it is time to go my own way."
I wasn't ready to let go the reins
I thought it was only growing pains
It wasn't too late though, I'll be on my guard
So may the parting won't be quite so hard
I will not rush forward each time you fall
But daughter, remember I'm here if you call
I will be cheerful, when you wish me goodbye
Never letting you know how much I will cry
I'll wait for the postman, and stay by the phone
in case you should call mw when I'm on my own
I know you will visit, that you won't forget
You know how I worry, how much I'll fret
I'll boast to the neighbours, of how well you've done
The happiness you're building, your joy and you're fun
I'm just getting ready, goodbye in my heart
So I'll be word perfect on the day we will part
-Anon
The hardest part for me when I my mum passed away was she didn't allow me to become word perfect to say the final goodbye. And I miss her with all my heart
Denise Howard {Daughter Of Barbara Heaton}
denisehoward365
3rd February 2009