the past

I have been reflecting on the past quite a lot of late.  Today It is 28 years since my mother died.   This picture was taken nearly 30 years ago, just after the birth of my nephew, Oli.    
There was much joy that she got to see the birth of her first grandchild but also great sadness knowing she would not live long enough to watch him grow up. She would be enormously proud of him.  
Lord knows what she would make of everything else that has happened.