Mum and I tried to take good care of each other over the last few years. When she died I knew she would be alright know, but I don’t know about me, who’s going to take care of me, because I know that God is taking care of her. It occurred to me yesterday that she did not need me anymore but she left behind people who do. She could not take care of me but she left behind people who could, and so I know now I will be alright. Death came for mum once before, but she ignored it, typical, sometimes I think even God was afraid to take on our mum. And finally God said I’m serious, and I’m going to take you right here, right now whilst you can’t get away. Thank you God for doing that, that way, that quick, and in a place where people loved her. Love You Mum xxx