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Thoughts of an English Mum
So….imagine If you will…I woke early to start the preparations for my Mums birthday dinner that very night. Food to be prepped, house to be cleaned, decorations to be hung..you get the picture..
It slithers in the door, drifts across the old wooden floor, floats up through the sheets I lie upon.Thoughts come unbidden to my mind – I can’t remember his voice, I’m forgetting who he was, the words he would say, the engagement of those last days before death finally had its way. 528 more words