{"id":5956,"date":"2019-12-10T19:48:44","date_gmt":"2019-12-10T19:48:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/fiftyfourandcounting.co.uk\/wordpress\/?p=5956"},"modified":"2019-12-10T19:48:45","modified_gmt":"2019-12-10T19:48:45","slug":"finally-the-one-place-my-mum-has-not-been-to","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/fiftyfourandcounting.co.uk\/wordpress\/finally-the-one-place-my-mum-has-not-been-to\/","title":{"rendered":"Finally the one place my mum has not been to"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>My mum was born in 1929 to a mother and father of Russian decent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>During the war she was evacuated out of Manchester to Bolton.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Her beauty was unquestionable as a young woman. She enjoyed dancing and dress making.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>When she eventually married, my father, who had established a travel business, was able to take her all over the world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She was fascinated by cultures, colours, customs and creativity where ever she went.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She headed up the League of Jewish Women and would give of herself selflessly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She was mother to myself and two brothers. And perhaps because I am the youngest, I was always her baby, even at 58.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My brothers and I knew our mother in our own unique ways, but in my case I have memories of mum away with my father in far off places that I could not pronounce to eventually return to tell me stories of her travels.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sadly, shortly after my Dad passed away in 2012, mum had to have a pacemaker fitted and then was cruelly hit by two strokes leaving her for almost six years with dysphasia and vascular dementia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I loved my mum. She had a good life, made terrific meat strudel and szimmas and in return she loved all the family, her children, her grandchildren and her great grandchildren.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Her enduring loyalty to my late father was unbreakable.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Whilst I will miss her, having now departed on her one way ticket to her final destination, I have to be thankful that she was in my life for almost two thirds of her 90 years.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s taken a long time, but now mum is reunited with Dad and able to complete the last voyage to the one place she\u2019s not been to &#8230; her final destination and resting place, after a wonderful and exciting journey.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Heathlands eventually became her home. Often I would pop in and we\u2019d laugh about something .. and then when I would be leaving I would say \u201clove you\u201d.. and she would respond \u201cI love you too\u201d &#8230; to which I would always say over her protests .. \u201clove you more\u201d.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My mum was born in 1929 to a mother and father of Russian decent. During the war she was evacuated out of Manchester to Bolton. Her beauty was unquestionable as a young woman. She enjoyed dancing and dress making. 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