Dear Mum

Dear Mum,

Half a century ago today, in a small town in Switzerland you were born. 

I’m sorry that we can’t be together today to celebrate, but I know that we will be soon enough. Nobody in the world is doing what they expected to be doing just a couple of months ago, and yet you are doing what you always do - caring for someone you love, no matter what the cost.

When you set out a lofty goal for your 50th birthday I was immediately inspired, for me it was never about the tasks or the money, but always about the ambition and the sentiment. You have always tried to do the right thing and you have always had kindness and love in your heart - a gift that I will spend the rest of my life paying back to you.

When I wrote the first post on your blog I quoted Abraham Lincoln, he was either very smart or very misquoted, because again I find his words of wisdom very appropriate:

And in the end it's not the years in your life that count; it's the life in your years.

If our lives are like books then your life is a a library full of wonderful stories. On every one of those pages in every one of those books you have always been an amazing mum who works hard, laughs loud and loves endlessly.

When everything settles down we will have a big party, until then know that we all love you very very much.

Happy birthday Mum x