Oh how I love my Mummy. I miss her like crazy when I am away, and there is nothing like seeing her waiting for us at the arrivals gate in Auckland. There is nothing like her hand holding mine when we are walking down the road in a fleating moment to ourselves in Pukekohe. And there is no one else who can make me feel happier, more relieved or less stressed when I facetime her from the States.
This weeks list is all the things I would buy her and ship to her if I owned shares in a shipping company, but seen as I don't, she will get something else. It is the thought that counts right Mama?
I love you Mum.
x
