Today would have been the 74th Birthday of my mum. It's amazing she has been dead 21 years now. I always hoped I'd one day remember her clearly after the shock of her death wore off but I never have. I can remember images at times of things we did, just silly things like her making a cup of tea (and spilling it all over the place), crying to me of how much of a burden she was (she really wasn't though I must have acted like she was at the time). For all those visuals I have I can't get any audio memories back. I have no idea how her every day talking voice sounded. It's strange, other people I have known and lost it is though they are still around but when mum went she went near totally. I guess this is how I eventually came to feel about most of my relatives. I was rejected big time either deliberately because they wanted nothing to do with me or through apathy that it never even crossed their mind they should contact me. I can't help but get hurt we never get ...
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