In memory of my Mum.

This is the anniversary of my Mum’s passing she died in 1980 I still miss her every day she was a all Mum’s area a special lady. As the youngest of 5 children I was spoiled in every way, always in a scrape or trouble and being a Ministers son a bit of a rebel.

My beautiful Mum – thank you xxx

Mum was always there for me and we had a great bond through her love and care! She loved her family, their kids, the church,  the mountains, football the tennis and dedicated her life to her family her grandchildren and the church. Money was tight but we never wanted for love and she brought us all up almost single handed as Dad pursued his life as a minister.

During my wild years she saw something in me and as I grew up we got a lot closer! When I went and joined the RAF she loved that I was in Mountain Rescue and though she worried about me as only Mum’s can do! We spoke every week on the phone as most of my leave was spent chasing mountains I was a rare visitor! I can never get these times back and like many regret my selfishness. How many feel the same?

When mum got ill with Leukemia she never told me till a few days before she passed away and I was summoned home. Yet we has spoken every week, she hid it as did the family. She did not want me worried as I was in a relationship and now in North Wales as full – time Mountain Rescue my life was so busy. I rushed home and was shocked poor Mum was so frail and yet every week on the phone she never said a thing or complained and just listened to me and gave me advice. Poor Mum was in terrible pain for a long time but never moaned, she was incredible during these last few months. We were told to get my brother back from Bermuda and she died shortly after he arrived home. We got some special time two days together near the end and she was so upset she told me that she had little to leave us a monetary sense. Yet she had given us a lifetime of love and care and that is what matters. In this modern life I despair at times when I families ripped apart after a loved ones death over money and possessions. To me love, care and kindness is the greatest gift ever that parents can bestow on their kids.

The next few short days were awful and I think I was programmed to seeing so many tragedies in the mountains that it took me years to realise what had happened. Even at the funeral I was like a robot and had to rush back to work next day to North Wales. How I miss her and wish I could have done more for her and when in trouble or down she is stillalways still there for me!

She was such a beautiful person in every aspect who loved us all yet had time to guide and be there for us. I shared so many secrets with her over my life and she was always there to listen when I needed! How she would have loved to see her grandchildren and their kids now. I would have loved her to have met all the great Grandchildren and Lexi and Ellie Skye and shared their lives! I also got the love flowers and got that from my Mum so every few weeks I buy some or pick them and they always remind me of her. I have her deep love of the wild places and still feel her with me when out and about, what would she have made of today’s world, I wonder. She would have been so proud of Andy Murray and his brother in the tennis world and I believe she watches them in heaven.

Please give your Mum and Dad a hug or a visit we all owe them so much they make us who we are.

Mum I miss you as we all do thanks for being there for me!

I am off to get some flowers for the house and for my good friend Wendy, she reminds me so much of my Mum in every way.

Mum told me just before she passed away that she worried so much for me and the team when we were on Callouts. If I was helped by a keeper or person on my big walks Mum would write and thank them. She told me that she could sadly leave us nothing financial. She gave her whole life to us and the Church and I was so lucky to have her in my life. I hope I manage to have a few attributes that my mother gave me.

About heavywhalley.MBE

Mountain Rescue Specialist. Environmentalist. Spent 37 years with RAF Mountain Rescue and 3 years with a civilian Team . Still an active Mountaineer when body slows, loves the wild places.
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2 Responses to In memory of my Mum.

  1. Jim higgins says:

    My mother had her family around her in the Ayr hospice when she finally succumbed to the cancer. Just my thoughts as I watched her in a coma on her last three days. I felt such peace and comfort as I asked God to help me through.

    Do you remember our days in the old holm mill
    In that old attic tenement I can picture it still
    My bath was a basin in front of the fire
    The ancient cooker and the ootside lavy …Dire

    You’d wash me all clean make some supper and then
    You’d tuck my pyjamas with the flowerpot men
    A widdle before bedtime little weed has been watered
    But if I had a wee dribble. Not that it mattered

    But I grew up too fast and I watched you grow old
    You were helpless and pale I watched the horror unfold
    That disease that was borne of the first fall of man
    I wept for your soul and the frail of your hand

    But the smile on your heart and the sparkle of eye
    said weep no more son for my time it is bye
    now these last days together they cannot be rushed
    for the serpents been lifted his head has been crushed

    Theres a hill far away and a man on a tree
    He’s singing my name and he’s waiting for me
    The poison within me it now has been drawn
    My eyes they will close as I wake to the dawn

    Though my faith was suppressed and sin was my choice
    Now the glory of heaven I see and rejoice
    Till the day when I meet you my love won’t diminish
    This isn’t the end son for He said “It is finished”

    Jim Higgins (c)


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