You don’t send me flowers…..

I was watching yesterday the children coming home from school, not only were they dressed up for Comic Relief but they were also carrying some very special treats, brightly coloured cards with pictures of yellow daffodils, huge smiley faces all made with love, for one special person in their lives.


It is a controversial subject, some people love it some hate it, but as far as the children are concerned they are just giving their mum something that they have made and for all the right reasons, they just love her, simple as that.

For those who are estranged from their children and grandchildren, it can be a difficult time. Just another reminder of what they have lost.

Being a mum is so special, bringing that new life into the world is a miracle. As mums we learn on the job, no rule book to read, we make mistakes, well at least I did and still do.We try our best, but we all know that even though we try our best sometimes things just go wrong.

It is easy to start blaming others, the ‘ifs’ and ‘buts’ it seems to me that in most cases we don’t actually know what goes wrong. Of course we possibly say the wrong thing at the wrong time, we may even overstep the mark, yes we can get things wrong.

Relationships are so difficult, when you are a young mum at home holding that little person in your arms nothing else matters, they are small and need to be loved and looked after, they need to be allowed to grow and become their own person, to go out into the world and make their own mark. We have hopefully equipped them with the necessary tools needed in life, but they become adults and make their own choices, sometimes maybe not the choices we would wish, but as adults it is their choice and their lives, they too will make mistakes, just like we did.

So for all of the mums and grandmums out there this Mothering Sunday, I will be thinking of you, and although the little children I watched going home yesterday with their precious treats, may not be coming in your direction, remember not so long ago, your little people did appear with bent dafs for you and a bowl of soggy cornflakes, precious memories that no-one can ever take away, because you are mum and you always will be.


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Jane setup Bristol Grandparent Support Group in 2007 after a string of incidents led to the loss of contact with her Grand Daughter.

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