We used to go for walks together here with Mum. It is also the site of the first egg rolling championships. It's near Harewood House and somewhere I take my children now. You can see for miles and miles. We scattered Mum's ashes here, but I don't remember much about that.
Usually I don't ponder the significance when I'm there but the last time I went was Mother's Day. I walked with a lump in my throat. I had wanted to take a picture of the view but there were loads of people milling about so I couldn't get a good shot.
My Sister took this picture last week and sent it to me. The bench wasn't there when Mum was alive. I like to think it's somewhere she would have sat looking over her favourite view and thinking.
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Beautiful photo with special memories attached. x
ReplyDeleteHello Laura. I love reading this poignant posts and feel the love you had for your mum. I have just met a man whose wife died in a car accident last year. They had 2 children, a girl aged 9 and a boy aged 4. I can't get them out of my mind. I can't get the mother out of my mind. I have an urge to be there for the children, even tho they don't know me from Adam. I want to help them keep memories of their mother alive...even tho I didn't know their mother at all. It made me think of you.
ReplyDeleteLooks like a nice spot.
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