So today’s my birthday.  Occasions like this are always cause for celebration.  I’ve survived another year on the madness that is planet earth.  But when you lose a loved one, that celebration is always tinged with sadness.  It becomes bittersweet.

I lost my mum on the 12th September 1997.  She had leukemia.  We didn’t even know she had it until the day she passed.  On the Thursday she was taken ill and rushed to hospital.  Friday morning we got a call from the hospital that she had leukemia and she was transferred to a cancer hospital in London.  She passed away that evening at around eight o’clock. 

Just like that.


It’s always hard to accept.  Especially when it happens so fast.  Now she,s been gone 16 years.  I don’t know where the time went.  But I will never forget her.  Or my dad, who died when I was just 14.  Celebrations will always be celebrated, but with that tinge of sadness.