At some point, we all need to grow up and can’t be the little sister, little cousin or the baby anymore. We now have babies of our own to coo coo over!
Two years ago, when my Mum passed away, it was life changing. I went from knowing she’d always be at the end of the phone (several times a day) – forever my cheerleader – to not knowing who to call. No group of people combined could replace her.
It meant that I had to find a replacement, something or someone to fill the gap. Hubby and the children do their bit, but I needed something else. I chose God.
Who catches you when you call?