Baking with grandma
I loved days out and holidays (even if it's just a visit to the local pond or a haven/pontins holiday). I hold so many of those memories close to my heart. It was always surprises too. We would wake up and go downstairs to my mum, dad, grandma and granddad waiting for us with a picnic and the car packed up! Bacon butties for breakfast in the car on the way there! Followed by our favourite snacks and drinks. We would play games like count the horses/sheep in fields or I spy. We would sing along to the radio. They never complained even if the car journey was hours long.
My mum would come and tuck me in every night and give me a kiss.
She had 3 kids and always made sure we all got special 1 on 1 time. She would take me shopping, my brother to the cinema and my younger sister for meals out.
She made sure my friends felt welcome in our home.
Never forced me to answer questions that I wasn't comfortable with, instead she spoke to me like a person and made sure I knew she was there and I could talk to her about personal things without feeling judged or uncomfortable.
She would let me take time off school if I wasn't feeling myself, and never made me tell her what was wrong. It took a lot of pressure off me and made me talk to her about any issues I was having as I knew she would never use it against me or make me feel silly/weird.
Film nights on a Friday, she would set out bowls of snacks and sit with us all on the sofa with all our duvets and watch a crappy kids film.
She told us all every single day that she was proud of us, she loved us, nothing we did would change that, and we were the most beautiful things in her life.