A very sad day today as it marks the end of somewhere I won't visit anymore. My Mum's home in which she recided in for 63 years is now no more. The keys are with the local council and Mum at the grand old age of 92 is safe and well in a care home. I was born there in my parents bedroom, Dad I was told was pacing up and down on the balcony whilst Mum gave birth. This remained my home untill 1981.I got married, had a daughter and lived in kilburn untill 1984. By 1985 i was back in my nest with Mum & Dad, as my marriage broke down and I lost two flats within as many months. I lived there untill 1989 where again I got married and moved across the water to the garden of England. Dad passed away in 1991 and Mum remained in the family home. Mum has accepted she can no longer live on her own and giving up her home was the right decision.
I look back with fondness, remembering so many great times there, the laughter, the tears. When I finally shut the door last week it closed so many chapters of my life, but thankfully I can delve into my memory to re-live so many wonderful and never forgotten memories.
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