and downs of life we can sometimes forget that being a mother is a special role that connects one generation to another.
my eldest graduated from high school in november. the whole process was drawn out over a week with lost of “lasts”, but i still treasure the grin on his face that final day and the hug he gave his brother as he walked towards the school gate for the final time as a student. there is nothing so special as watching your baby suddenly turn into a man.
my kitchen often looks like a bomb site these days. i say “my kitchen” because i’m still clinking to the thought that 