mother's day

this is my little bruvver david and i. a very long time ago. i can see a little bit of a skirt and a long apron behind us. i believe that's my mum's mum. a lovely lady with a chuckling laugh, she was a baker's daughter. soft and kind in my remembering. she gave me miniature chocolate bars, and glass bowls filled with vanilla ice cream and mandarin orange slices

"a mother's love liberates".

maya angelou

on this - mother's day in north america -

i honour my mother

...

no more than i usually do mind you

because i have a deep respect for my mother

who was difficult

when i needed a "difficult" mother

but didn't know it

easy going and supportive

when i needed

an easy going

and supportive mother

but had no clue why

was and is loving -

without condition

whether i knew it

or not

(and of course i now know!)

and somehow she knew i'd figure so much of this out

and be alright.

it's very cool

to arrive at a place

of genuine appreciation

and admiration.

happy mother's day mum!

with love from steven