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I prayed Mum “would hang on until the morning so that I could ,but it was not to be. Sincel alread arranged angedto walk my friend's dog t t day, l drove to Lemonville in a daze, too stunned to take in what was happening. By the time we started our walk, it was over. Boomer and l roamed around his usual haunts, and as he amused himself followrng trails and checking out every tree. I poured my heart out, telling him how much I loved my mother, and how very much I would miss here I constantly hear about mother/ daughter relationships that are fraught With anger, conflict and guilt There are stories of mothers who are |ealous of their daughters and daughters who feel they can never live up to their mother's expectations. Butevendu eena e ears when youthfunï¬f- agsorp tlgnï¬ften made me thoughtless my mother and l had an incredible bond. And when my father died at the age of 52, we became closer than ever. At ï¬rst I was so caught up in my own misery that I barely stopped to consider anyone else, and it wasn't until a couple of weeks later that I realized how much harder the loss of my father was for my mother. A leccm van to Lemonville Communny Cenm took me back more than seven yen", to the day my mother died. She had done her’ utmost to MULLER \ â€" HNSURANCE LTD. Personalized Insurance Service By Kn: Clldfldllt 64 Sandiford Drive, Unit 1, ,0 . srourrvuLua me :"M’SS - Life - Auto ' “° 1 Vintage Whine When I went through her papers after she died, I found that note, along with all the letters I had ever written to her from Canada. And when 1 got back to Stouffville, I reâ€" read her last letter to me, thanking me for my love and care when I took her home from hospital and helped get her back on her feet again. Every morning during that last Visit, I would make us a cup of tea and climb into bed beside her to spend an hour or two discussing life, love and family, revelling in the sense of peace I always felt when l was with her. She was a truly exceptional person and the most wonderful mother anyone could wish for. Like me, she was not the world’s most organized person, which only made me love her more. My own children gave her so much joy, and they have done the same for me. And whenever we get together, I know I have Mum to thank for the strong and loving bond we all share. On Mother’s Day, and on every other day of the year for as long as I live, I will never forget her. In the words of the Kris Kristofferson song, “Loving her was easier than anything I’ll ever do again." mica me and my brothers by ' in; her tears and wiping ours away, but one day I came home early from school and found her overwhelmed by grief, and I realized it was time to stop feeling sorry for m If and start ptaking care of her. welve years later, when I left England for Canada, the hardest part was sayin ood'bye to Mum. On the day l le wrote her a note, telling her how much I would miss her and thanking her for all her love and care over the years. Mo! 2008 ' 7