Mother's Dressing Table

This is the dressing table my mother sat in front of every day for at least the last 60 years. This is where she combed her beautiful hair and put on her lipstick . This is where, as a child. I tried on her perfume and make-up, hoping not to be discovered! As a teenager, this is where I learnt to put on mascara; the three-fold mirror in which I used to check the back of my hair.
Today I shut the bedroom door for the last time and left it in an empty flat. What remains of the woman who owned this dressing table lives on in a Care Home but she's not my mother any more.