One of the worst things about getting older is that the people you love and care for are no longer around. It’s a really hard part of our life’s that we have to come to terms with and accept however hard it may be.
I was sitting here in my house over the weekend thinking about how I really wished I could see my mother again, or even find somewhere that I could feel close to her. But when I thought of anywhere it just didn’t seem to help at all. I thought of our old family home and perhaps have a walk to there, the brook across the road or the cemetery. None of these things made me feel close to her. As the evening came to an end and I went to bed I did feel sadness in my heart.
Sending An Old Friend
This morning, my daughter was going on her holidays to Dorset and after saying goodbye and hugging and kissing each other I went to the dentist. It was check up day for me. I sat in the waiting room and didn’t have to wait long, which is unusual and especially as it was the school holidays as well. I had my check up and made my way out of the door.
As I got around the corner a car went past me and someone put their hand up to me. I could just see who it was and it was Maxine, my old school friend from De Lisle RC in Loughborough and a friend I knocked about with after school and also when I had left school and started work at the age of 16. We were very close both of us and at school when my mum was ill Maxine was the closest friend I had. She would bring her sandwiches to school and share them with me and her galaxy chocolate. We saw each other all the time. Maxine was the first person I told when my mum had died. When she lost her mother we saw each other again and she was heartbroken so I tried to cheer her up and gave her a big hug to help her. Over the years we don’t always see each other, but when we do, it’s just like the old days.
I did think in my head when I saw her, I wished she had stopped and I could have spoken to her. Then the car slowed down and out she got. She had pulled up outside St Mary’s School, somewhere we had both been to as a child. I said hello to her and her husband John and then John drove away. We spoke to each other and asked how each other was. Then I told her about how I was feeling and she understood how I felt. I did fill up and she hugged me. She spoke about our mother’s together and how they used to work, cook a big meal and look after the family. Nothing ever fazed them. They could make a meal from very little. We also talked about when we were younger and played on the recky and hung about for hours. Funny as we didn’t really do anything or get bored. We had each other and all of our other friends and we laughed, joked and just messed about. I missed those days so much.
It was lovely to see her again and I really needed that chat and a hug from my friend.
Her parting words to me where “Whenever you want to be close to your mum just talk to her.” She is right. We don’t need to be anywhere particular as our loved ones are close to us wherever we are.
I thank Maxine for being there for me today and to our mums Margaret and Winnie for bringing us together today xx