My beloved Mum June Rose passed away on Friday 27th May after a very short battle with cancer. I was by her side as I had promised her I would be and I have to say it was the worst day of my life. My Mum was my best friend and I miss her so much. Her funeral took place on June 9th, the day after what would have been her 75th birthday. The weather put on a show for her big day and the sun shone brightly making the long journey from my parents' home near Rothbury down to the crematorium on the coast at Whitley Bay a little bit more bearable. The Northumbrian countryside was at it's best for her last journey. We had a humanist service which was lovely and I'm sure it was Mum willing me on and giving me the strength to read out a poem for her.
Afterwards we kept up a family tradition which I'm sure Mum would have loved and approved of. We went for fish & chips at Tynemouth. Mum loved to take the grandchildren on "chip safaris". The nearest fish & chip shop to the cottage is in Rothbury, 10 miles away so a long detour was always taken to spot and count pheasants, rabbits and the like before visiting the chip shop and then followed a sit down by the River Coquet whilst the feast was devoured. Happy days.
It's been 3 weeks now and I'm still numb. I keep wanting to phone her and tell her about my day and then I remember that she's not there. The photograph is of Mum taken when she was 17. It's one I remember seeing quite a few times when I was a little girl. She was quite a stunner don't you think. I do believe in guardian angels and I'm sure that Mum is perched on my shoulder watching over me now.
I love you Mum xxxx
