by Joanne Moss
My Mam was born on the 14th March 1943 ( her birthday would be tomorrow) then she was taken from my family on the 29th July 2008, it was such a shock as she died of a mass heart attack so there was no warnings or no time to say goodbye. It turns out she had chronic lung disease but she never knew this.
All my life i knew i had a mam who loved each & everyone of her six living children & she never forgot her twin boys who were born stillborn. We never had much in the material aspects but we always had a hot meal in our belly's & clean clothes on our back, but most of all we all knew deep down that our Mam loved us with every inch of her sole. She never had the best start in life, being one of nine children. They were that poor they drank out of jam jars as a cups were to expensive, the meat on the table was most likely what my grandad had poached. But my mam knew she had a good Mam who loved her, her dad wasn't one to show any kind of emotions so my mam never knew if he loved his children. My mam fell pregnant with my eldest brother at the age of nineteen which then was not the right thing to be done. So she went on the marry my sperm donor. Well thats when my mam first felt sadness. My sperm donor was a bully & hit my mother & my brothers, but years ago domestic violence was something a woman had to endure. Luckily for us all my sperm donor took the easy way out,he just walked out early one morning & we never saw him again. With two & a half pence in my mothers purse & no food in the house we were still smiling, just because we were free of him. I thought we were all happy but my mum went through severe depression so social services stepped in & placed us all in foster homes for six months, now this was tragic at the time for us all but it turned out to be the best thing that could of happend to us. My mother fought her depression as she wanted us all home. She also met a lovely man called Charlie who for the past thirty-five years has took on the role of being OUR DAD. He made my mam feel true love as we did to. Yes times were still hard but Charlie worked hard to. Up till the day of my mams he was always by her side. I dont think i will ever get over loosing my mam, she was my role model & i loved her so deeply. I used to want to hide from her when she was moaning about her knees hurting or her having her hot sweats, as she moaned an awful lot, but believe me i would take a life time of hearing her moan just to have her back. I hope my mam is at peace with her brothers & sisters, her mam & dad & my niece who was taken away from us at the age of twenty-six. God Mam i miss you with every breath i take i will love you always & carry on thinking of you everyday.