When your parents die, and leave you aching for their presence, it leaves a void.
If we live long enough, it's something most of us have to face.
During the year, my Facebook friends often post commemorations of their parents passing. Often with photos, tributes, or poems.
If it's not the anniversary of their death, it's their wedding, or a birthday, so these poignant moments are sprinkled throughout the year.
Each one of us finds those moments tough, but we wouldn't be without them. In there is a link, something to cling to, something with meaning.
In my case, there's a kind of symmetry from their births - 23rd April (Dulcie Mary Adsett), 26th July (GNP), to their deaths on 21 Sept 2009 (GNP was 82), and 4 Nov 1983 (DMP was 53).
In between, they married on 18th April - she was 23; he was 25.
Just like my Facebook friends, every year the dates roll around, and every year it is important to pause and think about their life.
Recently Jody's page posted a poem that her mum, Maureen, had written. I hope she doesn't mind if I reprint it here.
Love and peace - WNP
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