How’d I get so lucky?

How'd I get so lucky? I've been a lucky gal. Though my mum has been gone seemingly forever, I've had the great good luck to be surrounded by wise, wonderful women who rally around and do the mom thing for me when needed. My ex-mum-in-law, Wendy, was a key mom-in-loco-parentis. Wise and strong and funny…

Motherless daughters and sons…or why I avoid card shops in May

I might have said before about how much I hate Mother's Day. First, I hate it cos I always review how I coulda, shoulda, woulda been a better mother. It's kind of like New Years Day resolutions with no way for recovery. I mean, I tried to be a good mum - I used to…

Mothers and daughters and mothers and daughters on and on and on

So here comes another Mother's Day, and with it the maelstrom of feelings that are associated with this Hallmarky "holiday". I have a hate-hate relationship with Mother's Day. When I was a kid, it was a day when I would try to connect with my mother, unsuccessfully. I always did something minimal for Mother's Day…

Wow. I have GOT to stop eating Marmite before bedtime, or Happy Mother’s Day!

Had one of those wonderful sleeps where I dreamt of being sucked up in a tornado, of having the medical clinic where I worked taken over by a Chinese food company, and last but not least, of a flood where I lost my husband and pulled him bodily out of the water - but I…