Mothers

One of the problems with living overseas is that when something happens to loved ones you feel isolated. 8 000 miles might as well be the moon. I experienced that today when I got a phone call from home.

I knew as soon as i saw the mobile phone number that something was wrong. Call it a "spidey sense" or just plain intuition but there it was......

Mothers are the toughest of the tough. The world could be ending but they still manage to stay strong and be matter of fact about everything. Mine has been that way my entire life and still remains so to this day. She was ever so casual when I was talking with her that she had been admitted to hospital. Even more casual that she had an oroesophogastrocopy and biopsy and blase about the fact that she was having a CT for the suspect pulmonary thromboembolism.......

I think the one day of the year that we celebrate mothers is just not enough. Her response to me when I asked if there was anything that I could do"It is what it is. I can't change what has happened and the diagnosis will be what it is and we'll deal with it the same way we deal with everything else. One step at a time"

She has always been this way and always will.
Love you mum........

Rudyard Kipling once wrote

"God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers"