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30.3.14

My Mum

Mum.

I know you're not bothered by Mother's Day, but I didn't want to let the day pass without doing something special.
What better way to let you know how special you are to us than to write it here.

I've known since I was a little girl just how lucky I am to have you.
For 15 years we were the perfect family of four. 2 girls and 2 boys. An even team. I saw friends at school deal with family break ups and I felt so lucky to not be one of them, but I was always scared in case it happened.
And when my dads actions caused our unit to break I was scared.
I was scared about how the 3 of us would bond together to create a new unit. Turning into an odd number, I expected there to always be one left out.
I was scared for you. I was scared about how you would cope with someone doing that to you, to your children, to your family.
But, you got us through. Your strength, determination, honesty and love got us through it. And within no time at all we were a strong unit of 3.
You made us that.
And for that I am so so proud.

Of course we had our ups and downs, and things weren't perfect at times. But again, you got us through.
I remember looking through the window of what is now your house, after we had to move, and it being a big project. For me, at 17, it didn't look like a home. It was just a house. A downgrade from the perfect 4 bedroom house we had been living in as a perfect family of 4 for a few years. But you saw it's potential.
And although the move was tough and wasn't simple, your strength, determination, honesty and love got us through it.
And soon we were in our new home. Not just a house anymore, but a home. Our home.
You made it that.
And for that I am so so proud.

I know at 28 maybe Dale and me rely on you too much sometimes, but you never complain. You are always there to help. 
Always there to talk to. And to babysit. And I appreciate that so much.

When I look at you I see a beautiful, strong, determined, successful woman.
My best friend.
My mother.
My children's grandmother.

I don't know what I would do without you. (Well, ironing for sure).
And I love you so much.
xxx