Today 17th March is a poignant day. I keep in mind your motto: Never underestimate what you can do in life. Mamma – a beautiful, inspiring, loving mother, I miss hearing your stories, hearing your laughter and seeing your smile, the 2am cups of tea and watching ‘Overboard’ yet again.
A year ago … the number of times I’ve gone to ring you with some exciting news or just to say hello; the visits to Canberra; but you’re not there. It’s another St Patrick’s Day, a day which was special to you, the start of your new life in Canberra in 1976, and the day you left. Mamma, you’re in my heart always
A year ago … the number of times I’ve gone to ring you with some exciting news or just to say hello; the visits to Canberra; but you’re not there. It’s another St Patrick’s Day, a day which was special to you, the start of your new life in Canberra in 1976, and the day you left. Mamma, you’re in my heart always
I’m honoured that you entrusted me with your life story and so proud that What Glass Ceiling? was published so that you could read it, and send to your family and friends. That your friend read to you on your last day chapters from your book fills me with joy and comfort.