Dearest Lashmi,
I went to Quidenham today to see your Mum's grave.
It was a beautiful sunny day.
You would have been pleased. They were cutting the grass & tidying everything up.
I went with a fork, (with which I thought I might pull out the weeds) a jar & some flowers.
In fact I didn't have to do anything except put the flowers in a vase.
Helen told me she was so proud of you.
That you'd turned into the kind of girl she hoped you might be. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
2 comments:
Beautiful pictures and a touching post. I lost my mom prematurely as well, and like to think she'd be proud of the way I turned out. I hope so, anyway.
Dearest Kelly.
I know she would.
I know your Dad is too.
xxxxxx
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