Eighteen Years!

Hard to believe

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Mum in 1955

It is eighteen years since my beautiful Mum died at the relatively young age of sixty-five. It was only eight weeks from when she received her diagnosis of pancreatic cancer to the day that she left us.

I miss her. There are still so many times when I hear something or see something and immediately think, “Oh! I must tell Mum about that.” Then I feel a small pang of pain and a tear emerging from my eye.

She was a classical and jazz musician, a model, a teacher, and she appeared in the Hitchcock film, “The Man Who Knew Too Much”

Please take a few minutes to read the epitaph that I wrote during the night following her death. I promise you that it is not morbid. Far from it. In fact I believe that it will make you chuckle, so read it if you need a laugh today.

You might even like to read my pathetic attempt at poetry which I wrote at the time. The piece is called “Gone”.

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About Lance Greenfield

Blog: lancegreenfield.wordpress.com email: lancegmitchell@outlook.com I published my debut novel in December 2014: Eleven Miles. My second novel went live in February 2016: Knitting Can Walk!
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4 Responses to Eighteen Years!

  1. Beautiful tribute to your Mom.
    My mother also passed away at age 68 from pancreatic cancer in 1998 and Yes I still miss her.

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  2. So sad and touching! Your mum must be very proud of the man you have become.xx

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  3. Pingback: #weekendcoffeeshare: In which I remember my Mum | Lance Greenfield

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