Remember

I know today the news has been dominated by a death. Much more important than the one I am thinking about today. Although a confirmed atheists, it's not good news. Despite the Pope's last meeting being with JD Vance and me hoping he works that magic when he gets home, the day goes on.

I am pretty sure she would be critiquing my work.

Today, for me at least, is all about my mum. If waster Sunday is about someone coming back from the dead, Easter Monday is about death. Today more so than usual. I've lost count of the years now. Her death was technically on the 13th but in the year she passed, the 13th was Easter Monday and this is the day I chose to remember. So as I watch my daughter play with the slime she got with her Easter kittycorn (no......just really don't ask) I am thinking about my mum.

There isn't much to say really. I miss her every day. My dad too. I wish they were here with me. But they are not. So I get on with it. Life is for the living. Time is the only commodity worth having. And little metal and plastic men.