My Mum died in March 2020. Because of COVID lockdown I could only watch her funeral from 230 miles away, via video link on my PC. I feel so lucky to have had her around for so much of my life, and for her to have lived to love four grandchildren and four great-grandchildren.
Four months later, in July, my partner, Ange died from complications from a cancer that she'd lived - and I mean really lived - with for 16 years. A fantastic and inspirational Mum to her two sons and a stepson (my son), and an all too brief couple of years as Nanny to two of her grandchildren. She was just 61 when she died and had so much more love to give. Her third grandchild was born on 28th August 2020, on what would have been her 62nd birthday.
I don't write this for sympathy. We, as a family, have so many happy memories of times all spent together and will cherish those forever. But it is a time for reflection and my thoughts are with anyone who is missing their Mum today, and particularly for anyone who has had to grieve for a loved one during this awful pandemic.
Photography enthusiast living in southwest England, but born and raised in Suffolk. I'm making a return to the 365project community after a few years away...
