Once upon a time we would say “Mum’s the word”
It was a bond we had that meant we would not betray confidences
Her Mum and my Mum, were like two peas in a pod
Both strong women, both domineering, both very outspoken
That was before the memories faded and dementia set in
Health deteriorated and finally her passing
Now her legacy is one of a little old lady frail and unobtrusive
We no longer have the bond and I am just a down trodden daughter in her eyes
I miss that bond we had but it will never return
Tina’s writing 