From my husband on Mother's Day

This has been an unusually hard week conjuring up all the memories of my mother and of Jeremy.  Memories of Owen's mother, Mary and Phil's mother, Kathryn.  Memories that bring smiles but also some pain. The ache that they are not here and that I cannot pick up the phone and say hello, or share or laugh, or get and receive a hug. But I remember their laughter, their wisdom, their unconditional love. And today, Owen helps me celebrate in the memories.

This morning, when Owen got up, he handed me this card. I give him 'grief' about buying cards and tell him to write me a note saying something from the heart or make me a card with humour only Owen can muster. And this is what I got. An amazing man, husband, son and super friend to Jeremy.