And what a year it turned out to be.
Yesterday was the first anniversary of Mum's death.
There have been times when I've forgotten that she is no longer here.
There have been times when I've missed her more than I thought possible.
There have been times when I felt what can only be described as happy
and knew that she would approve.
During the day, I had contact with my siblings, extended family members,
Mum's best friend and my best friend.
It was good to know that we were all loving and missing the same person.
That some people forgot or didn't think to mention it didn't matter.
Mum would have been the first to say, "Let's not make a thing of it."
So I didn't.
I went about my day as usual: school run, grocery shopping, orthodontist appointment,
dog walking, laundry, scrapbooking, ad infinitum.
And during last night's supper, we raised a glass.