I was recently asked by LV if I wanted to take part in their Generation Inspiration competition. The competition asks that you write a post about someone over 50 who inspires you.
She may not appreciate me revealing her as an over 50 (although she’s only just over 50…) – the person who inspires me is my dear mummy.
She’s always there for me. I know that if I’ve got a problem or dilemma that I can call her day or night and she’ll drop everything to talk to me and help me out. Whether it’s a relationship issue (as sad as it sounds, during a break up she once stayed with me as I cried myself to sleep…), understanding what type of curtains to buy or how to boil an egg, she’s my trusty sidekick.
We also have a connection where we feel like we’re on the same ‘level’. There aren’t not many people I have this with. There will be a slightly funny or odd situation and I know we can just glance at each other and know exactly what each other is thinking (and we’ll then be trying not to laugh as we recognise this).
Since moving away from my home town of Northampton to the seaside in Brighton, I don’t see my mum as much as I’d like to. I’m trying to make more effort to visit more often, but in the meantime I speak to her regularly on the phone during my walk home from work so we can catch up on each other’s day or week.
But she’s not just a good mum to me, my brothers and her dog Alfie. She’s a fantastic wife who’s house-proud and looks after her family well. She’s also a great listener to her friends and a good laugh – always up for a silly challenge.
We text each other running commentary while watching EastEnders and The Walking Dead. We message silly pictures to each other. And she sends me things in the post to show that she cares.
She’s one of my best friends and I don’t know what I’d do without her. I love you mum!
(Soppiness over now!)