Memories

25 years ago a pretty little thing hobbled into Lismore Base Hospital and delivered her first baby. A girl. Later that week, on a stifling hot day, she took her new baby home wrapped in layers of pure wool cardigans, bonnets and blankets. She was terrified her little girl would catch a cold. Nine months earlier, she'd set her mind to doing the best darn job at raising and loving her baby that she possibly could and she was living up to her promise.

From that day on, she spent every waking hour tending to the needs of her growing daughter and later on, those of her two sons as well. She loved them all unconditionally and gently nurtured their little personalities. She lived with one goal; to be a good mother.

As time went by, the children grew up, got married and made her a Grandma. In her new role, this pretty little thing passed on her ability to love unconditionally and give selflessly to a new generation of her precious family.

So now, on my 25th birthday, I'd like to make a tribute to my Mum. Thanks for 25 wonderful years and for giving me such a loving, nurturing start to life. Thanks for being a brilliant Grandma to my children and a loving, gracious mother in law (who's coming to terms with the fact that her son in law will always rib her!). xox