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Eileen Maddocks
In Memory of
Eileen "Irene"
Maddocks (Howard)
2017
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My Lovely Mother

How do you take over seventy years of memories and compress them into a few sentences?, where do I start? what do I include?

...my earliest memories are of this gracious lady with the big smile, taking me to school on the first day, crying all the way!  And, of her still being at the school gates to bring me home.

Dinner times with Mum and Dad and Marilyn, my sister were always full of giggling and getting into trouble. in those early post war years I am sure that food, although rationed, was not plentiful.  it seemed that Mum's plate never had much on it, she would say that "she wasn't hungry"  I remember going for the "messages" and taking the ration books, and being warned to make certain that only the correct stamps were taken.

Christmas time was alway wonderful, the house filled with the wonderful smells and funny shaped parcels,mince pies and snuggling between Mum and Dad on the settee in front of the fire, laughing and singing.  Mum was always singing, no matter what the chore, she had a lovely soft voice.

Picnics in Wales, walks along the Leat in Loggerheads, sitting on the long back seat upstairs on the Crossville bus and the Mersey Ferry holding Mum's warm soft hand as it went dark.

There was rarely a time when Mum and Dad were not holding hands or laughing together, they were so in love.  Our trip on the canal longboat showed me what a happy couple in love truly was.  As parents they coundn't be faulted, Mum was a nurse, a maker of fishing nets, a builder of kites, a mentor,a teacher, builder of dens in the house, a shoulder, a strong arm, a guide through life, a referee, quick with applause for all my efforts, she made me take bigger steps than I thought I could, she was there for my every success, and provided my moral compass and shared her joy of life.

When we emigrated to Canada and they visited for Christmas, it was just the same, we were so sad for them to go back to England, but the following year they came for good!  Dad was soon running a hotel here and Mum was busy making her mark as the top salesperson in a mall high end clothing store.

We still enjoyed the Christmas traditions as our families grew and although living far apart, we seldom went long without talking or visiting, there was always a bacon butty at Mum's.

After Dad's passing I was aware of Mum's loneliness and she moved closer to me and we spent many hours together working around her house and garden, she made pies and cakes for me...her decline was slow and stealthy.

My clearest and most recent memory was of her joy at attending my wedding, noting that I had never looked so happy, she looked so elegant and every inch the lady that she was.  My second dance that night was with my Mum but she danced every dance that night.

Mum came to live with my wife Joyce and I for as long as we could manager her needs.  When Mum had to move into a "hotel" she was sad and confused but with daily visits and the support of staff she settled into life there and was loved by everyone who had the honor to know her.

Always the lady, right up until the last few weeks she continued to have her hair done twice a week and always dressed well, known throughout for ther great and every present smile.  

I will miss my Mum and I look forward to returning her spirit to Wales where she will be reunited with Dad and can once again hold his hand as they walk the park and see us come to visit.

Posted by David Maddocks
Wednesday September 6, 2017 at 6:31 pm
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