Of course I have always cherished my mum. I’ve always loved her and will forever, as you might well expect from any daughter. This year, however, has strengthened our bond considerably. Having nearly lost her and then spent lots of time caring for her as she recovered, I realise now just how precious our time is together.
So many of you continue to write both heartwarming and heart-wrenching messages in response to my blogs regarding mum’s recent ill health. I am so pressured just now that I really don’t have enough hours in the day to personally write back to each message, so I wanted to take the time to say a heartfelt thanks to all of you for your kind wishes, your empathy and for sharing your own personal stories with me. I feel so much for what you’ve been through and are going through. I’m grateful beyond words that my mum has pulled through but it makes me ache to the core for those of you who have not been so fortunate, and now live with the gaping hole in your life where your mum should be. The only small consolation must be that you were lucky enough to have her at all and that no one can take the memories that she created with you away.
The other night after I finished work I went round to mums at 1am. She knew I was coming and had waited up. We shared her bed, giggled like best friends and chatted into the early hours before falling asleep. I NEVER want her to leave! We have so much to share now, and a renewed sense of our value to each other. Just before leaving her house I was singing Queen’s ‘You’re My Best Friend’ to her and dancing around her living room being a bit daft, as I am prone to do, and she said “Catherine, don’t leave, stay a bit longer”. I had to laugh because I had just got to the point in the song where it says “Been with you such a long time, you’re my sunshine…” So I sang it full pelt, hugged her and left her smiling and happy. I do know what a lucky girl I am.
I’ve also been extremely blessed to have a daughter who I am incredibly close to. In their earlier years I didn’t share too much, publicly, regarding my children. My son is very private and prefers me not to go in about him in my blogs, Twitter etc., just in case you wondered why I don’t speak about them that much here! I always ask their permission first if I do. This leads me on to my daughter, Chrissie.
She has wanted to work at QVC for some time now, inquiring several times over the past couple of years but nothing was available or suitable at the times she applied. I’m very proud of her because she has done it all of her own volition and not via the route of nepotism. She has now become one of our Production Assistants and is over the moon about it! I love having her working with me and have to resist the urge to introduce her to people as ‘my baby’ which, of course, she will always be. Just as my mum says of me!
Tonight, as my son is working an overnight shift, it’s just me and Chrissie, our jimjams and the cats. A proper girly night in to cook together, talk together, laugh together and just be together. People sometimes talk about quality time versus quantity. I actually think that quantity is quality, too. Just doing everyday things together. Being together in the same room even when you’re both doing your own thing. There’s that bond and that intangible shared energy which gives us strength.
I have become very aware that, one day (if I keep looking after myself) my daughter will also have an elderly mum. One day she will be looking back at all the good times we shared, too, so I want to invest as much as possible into the memory banks of both her and my son now. Maybe when I’m an octogenarian I won’t be as inclined to go for bike rides, long walks or even roller coaster thrills. I’d like to think I will, but just in case I won’t I’m going to do them all while I can, and enjoy every special or just plain day we have together.
Life is short so hold close to those you love and enjoy! Once again, thank you for all of your messages. I’m humbled, touched and grateful to you.
Love Catherine xxx