My mum......Yes I like her and love her. I'd like to think we'd have been friends and I'd have liked her as a colleague, for sure!
We share a lot in common; love of reading, words, animals, music. We don't enjoy the same genres of novels; she tends to like things that I find a bit more twee but if she shares them, I do read them and chat about them with her. We often recommend each other a wide range of TV programmes; nature docs, stuff like Mob Land, Slow Horses, Call the Midwife....the list goes on.
We both value our husbands greatly. We both chose well I think and I have a good blue print for a loving marriage which I am so grateful for.
She has superb dress sense and lovely clothes-I like clothes and can pick out a good outfit but then I can spend days in incoordinated scruffs but my mum would never. She is really quite glamourous-other people comment on it.
Growing up she was so loving, hard working, made us feel special, we had a lovely home, good food, bedrooms that she took care of. She taught me to cook and I see myself as a good cook thanks to her, she was not much of a baker but I've been able to pick that up myself.
We had tricky times for sure. Our relationship was hard work when I had my first boyfriends at 15/16 and she was horrified when I asked for her support to get the pill age 17. But we got past it.
We do have a good laugh together.
When I observe her as a person, I can honestly say that I have never known anyone truly like her. She has this childlike quality about her combined with a hidden yet quite remarkable fortitude to get through anything life throws at her. I'm always inspires by her qualities and wish I had them too.
My life isn't very easy these days and it doesn't look a thing like I imagined it would. Her support never wavers and she is a wonderful person in my life.
I'll be bereft when anything ever happens to her. I love her so much.