Mum

Everyone has a mother, or has at least had one at some point or another.

Mothers can be distant; mothers can be involved. Mothers can come and go, or they can hold strong. Sometimes a Mother is the only one you've got.

Mothers may follow the parenting handbook, but there must be something more for one to call their Mother, "Mom." Or in my case, Mum.

My Mum is literally my stronghold, and as I thought about the Proverbs 31 woman, an old childhood song came to mind.

"Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme." - Scarborough Fair
What flavor she gives to my life!
What wisdom and power she possesses!
What sweet aroma she has in her words and demonstrations!
What pleasant taste and remedy she gives the horrid trials of life!

The woman I wish to adequately reflect: Mum, thick skin and a True Blue, lover of the simple beautiful things in life and afternoon tea.

Happy Birthday, Mummy.