My mother’s 5^th anniversary will be coming up this year.

She died on the day of her wedding anniversary in 2003. She loved daffodils and I’ve got a lot of them in bloom around my house at the moment. She would have loved them.

She died from a brain tumour. All started with breast cancer. She spent years hopping on a bus going for chemotherapy. Always without complaint.

Towards the end we nursed her at home and I sat up with her during her last few days. It was a priviledge to have been able to do that for her.

Daffodils

by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

Rest In Peace Mother …. I miss you!

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