Had a thread a fe days ago about handing in my dissertation. Was quite anxious, hoping it will pass.
Suddenly today I'm in floods of tears. My Mam died ten years ago but I miss her every day. We shared a deep interest in the subject this degree is in and she won't ever know, if I do manage to pass it. She just would have been so thrilled for me to be even trying it, let alone passing it.
I just really need to have a conversation with her, I mean I always do anyway, but for some reason this feels very intense because it feels like something she is missing out on knowing 