Last week it was Bali - I was in Amed for a writing retreat. As well as working on my own project, I enjoyed the workshops where prompts help to shake the words loose. Somewhere in there, the phrase “long, bright shadow” fell into my brain and became today’s Sunday Blog.
Thinking of you all on Mother’s Day, whatever it means for you today
Sunday Blog 184 - 11th May 2025
Can a long, bright shadow be a thing?
If so, that's what my Mum cast over my life, leaving a trail of constructive kindness and unconditional acceptance.
Not to mention whimsical remnants of 1940s teen slang such as "I'm all gog-wozzled" when she was overwhelmed, confused, tired, temporarily deranged. With six children under the age of eight, she often was.
I shared Mum with five siblings, numerous nieces and nephews, grand-children and great-grandchildren, cousins, great-nieces and nephews, friends - the list goes on. And her long, bright shadow shone on us all.
Happy first heavenly Mother's Day Mum. We sure do miss you down here.
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