Today I don’t want to talk about food.
I want to talk about a special person.
A good food teacher.
Creator of my most favourite meal ever.
A try-everything-once encourager.
Eater of a spoon of sugar when there’s no dessert.
Historical novel lover.
Maker of a mean meat loaf.
Secret pigging out partner.
Holder of my darkest secrets.
Provider of any-time hugs.
Crazy shoe shopping accomplice.
Eternal supplier of the “it’ll-be-all-right”.
Giver of endless, unexplainable quantities of immeasurable love.
Happy Birthday Mumma.
We’ve come a long way from here.
You only get more beautiful every year.
And I love you from the deepest reaches of my heart.