Life is finite, time in-finite. If I had only one more conversation with my mum, it would be to say thank you. Thank you for everything... Thank you for magic, the memories and mystery of what can be and all the fantastic possibility. Thank you for teaching me that magic is not just something that happens, it's also what we create. In this crazy world, magic is easy to forget and yet it's what I crave most to get. So I say again this day, thank you for the magic:
Outside nightime movie madness; Christmas eve wreaths and trees; Presents, pyjamas, popcorn and pancakes; Hot cocoa, country drives, clothes for cats and the menagerie; Songs and stories and secret rooms; Wood fires, fairy gardens and flour bomb parties; Roast dinners, wine and cheese; Lollies and laughter... lots of laughter.