The last few days have been sprinkled with Magic Moments:
My visit to Coventry got off to a lovely start. Seeing mum smiling, singing and tapping her feet when I played her some of her favourite tunes on my phone brought tears of joy to my eyes.
There were different emotions at work when I caught up with my brother in the afternoon. When I saw ‘our kid’ barely able to raise a smile I was glad I was able to hide my tears behind my tinted spectacles. Thankfully, my eldest daughter’s girls helped me to end the evening with joy in my heart.
London is always a culture shock to anyone living in a small seaside resort like Cleethorpes. However, with help from the locals, I made it meet my middle daughter at Kew Gardens. We spent a lovely afternoon together. My introduction to her partner couldn’t have gone better. True to form I had dropped off in the pub when he arrived for our first meeting. Once I stirred it was a pleasure to see how happy they were with each others company.
Even more magic moments came from extending my stay in Coventry. On Sunday my brother was a different person smiling constantly as I sat beside him. It may have been the Santa hat that was perched precariously on his head that changed his demeanour. Perhaps it was hearing the rock and roll that I played him on my phone. On the other hand, it may have been how carefully I fed him his Sunday Lunch.
Mum dropped off to sleep shortly after I called to see her on Sunday afternoon. However, I will never forget the beautiful hug we had together. She stroked my arm as we held each other tightly, something we have rarely done before as we are not a touchy-feely family.
When I called in to see Maureen at Aldelea Care Home yesterday she was laying on a sofa saying she wanted to go home. When I told her that she could she thought she was dreaming. Since we have been back home together there have been magic moments that would fill page after page…………




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