Matilda

I was playing with my beautiful new nephew the other day and I found myself calling him 'sweetheart' and I realised after I said it, that it was my mother's voice I was hearing. When she'd say "Are you alright sweetheart?" or "how's your day been sweetheart?" you just knew that you were loved and nothing was gonna hurt you because she was gonna do whatever she could to be there for you, to fix your problem, or soothe your tears or just make you laugh. You knew when you said the word 'sweetheart' it was amazing how it could make you feel.

Its only a small memory I have of her but it made me realise that there are so many of these memories that me and my family can think about and that we'll never forget. I miss her every day and I probably will for the rest of my life but I'll also take those memories with me to remind me of the wonderful, loving and passionate woman that she was
and I'll always know that I'm special because I'm one of her 'sweethearts'.

It wasn't too long before Mum left to go travelling she told me to stay strong and follow my dreams, whatever they may be. She told me she didn't want me ending up like her, with five children at a young age, that would keep me away from seeing the world. I told her not to worry. That I had plans for my life.

But the truth is... I'd give anything to be like her. She was so kind and loving. Strong and Gentle. Firm and Helpful. She was a much loved resident in Summer Bay and now she is a much loved resident in our Hearts.

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