My mum and me…..

Aren’t genetics amazing.

I’m looking back at pictures of my mum as a young woman and some of them look more like me than pictures of me!!

I look at pictures of our son and he sometimes looks like me and sometimes his dad.  I look at pictures of his two older half brothers in their late teens and he is often the spit of either/both of them.  I look at pictures of our new(ish) grandson and compare them to pictures of our son and my step sons and I can see Baby D in all of them… and I bet you his Chinese ancestry shines through when his other grandparents stare lovingly into his gorgeous big dark almond eyes too.

Hubby shared a picture of himself today from 1986 and it could be a picture of his eldest son now (except for the mullet!)

So in honour of my gorgeous mama and as its a Thursday so I feel I can #ThrowbackThursday ya’ll here are some pics of me through the ages and my mum too

I’m not the easiest of daughters, and I’ve not always been great at communicating or showing my appreciation.  But look at that amazing woman.  She helped make me who I am today.  She has loved me despite all the heartache I know I’ve caused (although she may swear I am sweetness and light 😉 ).  and her and my dad have been a stable’ loving example of successful marriage, longevity and surviving the tough times.

As you can see from these I’ve always been ‘a bit of a madam’, ever the classy bird, and positively angelic….

Anyway, I don’t always say it but I will now… love you mumsie xxxxx


Reflections from Me

 

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Rose Tinted Ramblings

I'm Bernice but unless I'm in trouble, it's Berni. I laugh heartily; love wholely and live completely. I write what I think. Sometimes its fun, sometimes its political, sometimes its frustration, or angst. Always its real and heartfelt. I now live in Mid Wales having found a home with my family (John, my parner and Jason, our son) here in Llanwrtyd Wells where everyday eccentricity is celebrated. a place in the UK that attracts those from outside the mainstream and has created an identity based on its quirkiness. A perfect home for someone like me who tends not to follow the crowd, doesn't have a quiet laugh, and tends to speak first, think later! Life has reached a juncture where I have become aware that when you live your life through rose-tinted spectacles, every experience becomes one including joy, laughter, friends, meetings, experiences and great memories. Having always fancied being a columnist I figured why not share my rose-tinted ramblings with anyone out there who might want to listen- and if no-ones out there, why not write them anyway - bit like a public diary - but hey I have no dirty little secrets that I'm not prepared to share....!!!!

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