Missing you loads, mum, I think about you when I am walking in nature, and the efforts you went to to make sure we had contact with nature as children. I think about the hard work you did to ensure we were always well - fed and clothed. I think about you when I am with my grandchildren, your great - grandchildren, and wonder at the energy and love you gave to your grandchildren, despite difficult times. ‘Thank you’ seems so inadequate, but thank you with all my heart. Xx