01/01/2026
My Mum has written the words “look at me” on the back of this picture of me. I am sure she means me, but when I look at this picture of me, I see her. Not in the way we look but in the joy and the mannerisms. This how my Mum would look when she was in her garden, happy and content with life.
2025 was undoubtedly the hardest year of my life and yet leaving it behind, felt like leaving her behind too. I am not my Mum but in 2026 and beyond I carry her inside of me, especially in the moments of joy and love. My mum taught me to love, she loved better than anyone I have ever met.