Hey mum. Two years ago this morning was the worst moment, and although life continues I still miss you so much. Tough final memories of audiobooks and breathing exercises, amazing district nurses, and checking in overnight only to find you gone in the morning. Wish you could see how the houseboat is coming along, and Chris’s business plans, and dad’s painting of walls and continued attempts to get the pickup moving. Had Chinese for dinner, including your favourite lemon chicken, and found the remnants of your rosé stash but nobody was up for that - maybe next year. 2020’s been weird but you’d have done it well. Wish I could offload at you over work stress, help you with your computer, show you Bristol pics... miss you terribly and wish you’d had longer. But so grateful for you being you for all the time we did have you. For the difference you made to lots of people, for keeping all your boys on track, for being my mum. Will be missing you over Xmas and the next year xx