This morning, at 7:45am, our world changed forever. My beautiful mum passed away, and I find myself at a loss for words to truly capture the weight of this moment and the depth of our heartbreak.
Mum wasn’t just my mother — she was my best friend, my anchor, my biggest supporter, and the quiet strength that held our family together. She had a way of making everyone feel seen, heard, and deeply loved. Her warmth and presence lit up every room, and her love was the kind that wrapped around you without ever needing to be spoken aloud.
She was the heart of our home — the voice of reason, the hand on your shoulder, the one you could count on for anything at any time. Her wisdom came not just from experience but from compassion. Whether it was a phone call in the middle of the night, a cup of tea during a hard day, or a quiet smile across the room, she knew how to make things better.
We’re completely heartbroken, and I know this ache will remain with us for a long, long time. But even through the sorrow, we are so incredibly grateful — grateful for the years we had with her, for the endless love she gave, and for the memories she helped create. Every laugh, every story, every moment together is now a precious gift that we’ll hold close for the rest of our lives.
Mum, thank you for everything — for the love, the strength, the patience, and the unwavering belief in me. You showed me what it means to be kind, brave, and full of grace. I will carry your spirit with me in all I do.
Fly high, Mum. You are forever in our hearts. 💔🕊️
