Thurs morning, and I am looking out at the trees turning the colour of Autumn which my Mother so loved. I remember how she loved walking through the fallen leaves when they were dry, and kicking them up.......such fun, good memories. She loved to laugh, however she also had some down times when laughter was hard to find. The beauty was that if sparked she could laugh and that was infectious. Unfortunately, she lived with a dark cloud over her and it coloured her world at times. She was a great Mother, she did the best she could, at times she was hard and difficult, most of the times harder on herself than others. She had amazing eyes, they really were the eyes to her emotions, and she could not lie. If she was happy so were her eys. If she was sad, so were her eyes. If she was pretending, her eyes gave her away.

When I began this blog yesterday, I didn't expect my Mother to be part of it......don't know what I expected! She is part of it and that's ok, she would have loved the attention, so go for it Mum xx