It’s been a while since I have talked to you. Eleven years. I was angry at you for dying and leaving me. I miss you everyday. Every single day I think of you and what fun we used to have and what a great time we would be having now! I regret the years I have wasted on my anger. I know that you hear me and that you are with me. I know you forgive me for blaming you, for being angry and for waiting so long to talk to you. As you used to tell me when I was growing up “Of course I forgive you, I’m mum.” I love you, mum.