In Australia, as well as in South Africa, the Easter celebration is celebrated over four days, which means a long weekend for most people. In 1996, my parents were very excited to go on holiday to the UK. They left on the Thursday evening before Easter Friday. My sister and I would be staying alone for three weeks. We were both working by that time, but it was the longest time we would be left at home alone. My mother and I had been finding our way through some friction for the past few months. It was my first year of work and I had started as a graduate hire at a global IT company. I was struggling to settle in. And did not want to let my mother down, she was so proud of me and the degree and position I had got. I had bought her a pale blue sweater to take along on her holiday. She wore it on the evening they left. My boyfriend at the time was in a bad mood as the plan had been for him to take them to the airport. But plans changed! My sister had received a new car that week and wanted to go in her new car. So off we went to the airport. The five of us, my dad, mom, sister, boyfriend and myself. I could see boyfriend was upset. He had filled his car with gas and had gone out of his way to clean it and get it ready for the airport trip, which was now not happening. When we arrived at the airport we climbed out and said our farewells. One of the last words I spoke to my mother was, M is not happy because we didn’t go in his car. I can’t remember her response. We said our goodbyes and left. My mother had a heart attack while they were away, and I never saw her again. I received a birthday card and postcard from her a few days before she passed. And every Easter Thursday I remember my parents going on holiday.
In a strange twist of fate, the last time I saw my mother-in-law was at the airport too. It was the airport in Sydney, she joined us for our first Christmas here. But this was before the days of iPhones and I have no photos of her time here! Only memories.

Dear Vonita, it is a strange twist of fate, but this is life and we can’t control the events… I am so sad to hear your story, I pray for your moms, and you know, my moms passed away on International Women’s Day.. always there is unhealed pain in my heart. Love you, nia
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Thank you dear Nia, you are always so very kind! I’m sorry to hear about your pain too, there is so much love in the world if only we can fee it, and this is a great encouragement to me, lots of love, Vonita xx
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All I can think of is ❤
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Thank you! It’s a long time ago now, feels like another lifetime 💝
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We are bound together by the tears of our memories. Cherish them as I do mine.
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Yes I do cherish the memories! Thank you for this thought, hugs to you!
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Sad to know about it.
Anyway life is like that.
We have to live on.
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Yes, we do 😘
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That is so sad Vonita! My hugs and thoughts with you! you are an amazing woman and your mom would be so proud!
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I read your story like a lovely memory, until I reached the end. I am so sorry. That must have been terrible! 💖
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It’s a long time ago now, but there will always be some sadness tinged there. Thank you for reading!
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Oh, for sure! That can never be forgotten and the memory will always kick in. Since you also still lived at home it must have been a trauma! What a shock that must ave been.
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It was a shock because my mother was only 44. Of course at that time, 44 sounded so old! Now I am turning 42 this year!
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44!!! That is so young and more than unexpected!
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She was about to turn 45 the following week, and j was about to turn 22, our birthdays were a few days apart x I may do another post sometime on how I found out.
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I think that’s a good idea, Vonita. It sounds like it would feel good for you to share this 💖
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Hugs… 💕
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Thank you nelkumi 💝
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Sorry for your losses Vonita. I’m sure losing both your Mom and Mother-in-law makes this a hard time of year. We do not know when our loved ones will be called home but as we remember each Easter, Jesus defeated sin, death, and the grave when he died in the cross. When he rose again, he brought with him hope, to go to heaven eternally for those we believe, and to see our loved ones there again. I don’t know what I’d do without my Mom. You must be a very strong person 🙂
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Thank you for sharing this Mandi! I don’t know if I am strong. I don’t feel so with my work most of the time. Perhaps I am more practical than strong? Wishing you a happy, blessed Easter! 💝
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Poignant!
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Thank you for reading Sheen! 🙂
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You are welcome.
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