Today became all rather comedic, in a sadly twisted sort of way.  Today would have been my Mum’s 98th birthday.  Having lost her only 5 months ago, I had been searching for a way that could help me cope through today so that I wouldn’t remember it as a totally sad day.

So I decided on a course of action that I had never thought to do before but which I hoped would help me to release my emotions and maybe begin a new tradition for those days when I want her to know I am thinking of her.  My aim was to pen a little note to her and tie it to a string of pretty balloons and release them into the wind.  My loving wishes would be carried high and soar closer to the heavens and to her.  Or so I planned.

The morning of my planned release it was discovered that balloons full of my hot air would hardly get off the ground, and that the thoughts I wanted to send sky-ward would in fact float like a lead balloon.  An urgent call to the local party supply store ended in further disappointment – they were closed for the day, and helium hand-pumps I discovered are a rarity!

So while I continue to work towards making this new tradition to honour my Mum a reality, since it is her birthday I will dedicate this post to her, as a treasured mother who showed me that its never too late to try new things – she did after all emigrate from New Zealand to Australia at the age of 90!  So although I didn’t get the balloons off the ground today, and since I think about her all the time, they will take flight very soon, with many more balloons to follow…

A very stylish lady