THE JOY OF CARING FOR MUM
Walking my dog along the road, I smiled as I saw my mum Marion, then 69, approaching. As I went to greet her, she looked at me with a peculiar expression. ‘You look like my daughter!’ she laughed. ‘I am!’ I said. I grinned – but, inside, I was holding back tears. It was March 2019 and this moment had
