Sunday, February 03, 2013


I was sitting on the sofa in front of the fire with a glass of wine at teatime the other day, when Dave told me a quote he’d found (and liked) on the internet -

“Courage does not always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, 'I will try again tomorrow.’” Radmacher

I liked the quote, too. And suddenly from nowhere I was missing my mother, and in tears.

Where do these waves of sadness come from? Was it because I’d been looking at a photo of the latest addition to the family tree – my newborn great niece – whom my mother will never see? Or was it because when I consider the word encouragement, I think immediately of my mother?

Maybe it was neither. Grief follows no pattern: It can ambush you years after you thought you’d left it behind.


Anonymous said...

Know what you mean about grief, Sue.
There are so many things i do not have answers for and i know my mother would have given me answers.
I often lay at night thinking of her and fall asleep with tears in my eyes.
Hey, as they say you only have one mother and when she has gone, a huge part of you goes too and all that you wanted to ask her and never did...

Christine said...

I like that quote - and I still miss my mother, too.