Sunday, May 12, 2013

Remembering Mum...

I have been without my Mum now for over 16 years and I still miss her.  We did not always have the perfect Mother - daughter relationship, but it was ours with all it's faults.  Her name was Marie, but pronounced like the end of Waimairi (the Maori place name).   



If she was still alive my Mum would now be in her 80's and she was a product of her times.  She had me in her late 30's, the youngest of 4 children and I always got the feeling that she and others thought this was quite late to be adding to your family.  As the youngest of 4, I do not have any photos of the two of us when I was a baby.  Again I think photos were more for special occasions and also my Mum was quite ill after she had me.  Although I am not aware of all the details, it may have even been post natal depression, not that it would have been diagnosed at the time or talked about.

She was quite the career woman in her day and owned a hair dressing salon from a very early age, but marriage, moving towns and babies meant the end of her career.  She had a love of beautiful clothes and always liked to be immaculately groomed.  I remember her always being very "dressed up"  even for things like school events and meet the teachers.  In fact she would most probably disapprove of some of the photos I am going to put on this post!  



Mum loved baking, cooking, sewing and gardening.  She made a lot of our clothes, not that I was necessarily grateful at the time, I remember desperately wanting store bought clothes.  But when I think back, my favourite clothes were those my Mum made.  



She had a little red Mini that she drove and on Fridays she would bring a bought lunch to school for me and my brother - we would run out to meet her at the school gates -  chocolate cream buns were the bomb!

We also went on family holidays (all 6 of us) in that Mini.  My two sisters (as the eldest) often had to catch the bus to wherever we were going.



I was 13 when my Mum had her first stroke and lost the use of her right side.  However she was very determined and worked very hard to get most of the use of her arm, hand and leg back again.  But her health was never great and  her heart problems were compounded by her own smoking.  Despite all this in her 50's she worked with young teenagers who slipped through the gaps, providing some one-on-one tutoring to give them life skills - helping them get their drivers' licenses, open bank accounts, set budgets, apply for jobs and do their own grocery shopping.  

One of our daily routines involved sitting down with a cup of tea at the end of a school day and tucking into some of her home baking and talking about the day.  How I wish I could sit down with her today and do that once again. 


Remembering my Mum on Mothers' Day.  

6 comments:

Lesley said...

Thanks for that, Lyndy - my eyes were leaking when I read it.
I took one of those photos and the memories of those "special" times when we took photos are so clear.
Happy Mothers Day to you too xxx

Margaret Cahill said...

What a lovely tribute to your mum, Lyndy. The photos bring back those times so well.
Margaret

Craftysquirrel said...

Hope you had a happy Mother's Day, I had a great day but missing my mother too who died 25 yrs ago - wow - does not seem that long. This post a beautiful tribute to your mother - thanks for sharing.

clare's craftroom said...

This is a beautiful post . No matter how old we are we still need our mums
Your post is a lovely tribute to yoursxxx

Amanda Kelly said...

Lyndy such a beautiful beautiful story - such a sweet daughter you would make your Mum so proud. Made me wish I had got to know my Auntie better - thanks for sharng that. Love you xxxx

Lyndle said...

This is a beautiful tribute to your mum and what makes all our mums special. Thank you for sharing it.