She left us four and a half years ago three days before Russia’s illegal invasion of Ukraine.
Mum was a woman truly loved by all. She had friends from childhood and close friends that she made and kept throughout her life. Amongst those friends were cousins with whom she had a special bond especially as she was an “only” child but never a lonely child.
Raised in poverty she was rich in the love of her parents and she in turn loved and respected them. They were hardworking and thoroughly good people who enjoyed playing cards, getting together with their siblings and listening to Judy Garland records. Mum could look out of the kitchen window in our flat and across the drive to her parents’ kitchen window in the block opposite. How lucky were they to remain so close in every way?
Mum’s story (using her own words) is told alongside Dad’s writing in my book, “Cohencidence” (Amazon)
There is so much I could write and a great deal is revealed in the book but in time there will be more to say. Mum was always “there for us” for my brother and for me – at the school gate, in the kitchen washing our clothes in the twin tub, cooking supper and eating with us and Dad before they went out on the town to enjoy the night life of London in the Swinging Sixties. It was a life full to the brim and amidst all the fun and activity Mum always put the family front and centre.
Throughout those terrible Covid times Mum never complained. Her nature was sunny and positive and kind and she was also full of fun. I miss her every day. There is so much I want to tell her. More questions I want to ask and a few secrets that she might have let slip!
