Thoughts on Womankind and My Mother
It was three years ago on Saturday that my mother died. It was the most traumatic 24 hours of my life. Without warning, my beautiful mother and closest friend was taken from me by a brain hemorrhage. Sometimes, the nights seem quite long. I’m going to post the song Moves Like Jagger which, rather than make me feel even more sad, will make me feel better. Mum and I had very similar, almost identical tastes. In fact, we could wander round a department store, meet up half an hour later and find we’d both selected the very same item – and if it wasn’t exactly the same it was the same article just in a different colour-way. I guess we were both on the same wave length. Mum always kept up with modern music and films so I’m pretty darn sure she would have loved this song. She probably would have had a few succinct words to