Every real story is a never-ending story

...even memoir

I was in my mid-forties when Mum died. I am now in my mid-fifties. I have seen both children leave home and start careers, I have supported my husband through redundancies and have gone through menopause. I will always be my mother’s daughter, but I am most definitely no longer her child. So when, this morning, on mum’s seventh death day, I re-read the …