One of my all-time favorite books is The Shell Seekers, by Rosamunde Pilcher, and I’ve reread it numerous times. The last time I read it I wrote down a quote that is very relevant to me right now, having just lost my mother last month. It’s something I am feeling and processing, and I love that a favorite author could put it into words for me.
But the next few months would not be easy. As long as Mumma was alive, she knew that some small part of herself had remained a child, cherished and adored. Perhaps you never completely grew up until your mother died.”
I vaguely remember this quote from when I read the book many years ago. It’s been on my list for a re-read for far too long! Maybe this fall…
More hugs to you, Robin!
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Thanks for the hugs, Les! ❤️ I recently bought the audiobook from Audible and thought I’d listen to it this winter.
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Beautiful quote and art. Sending hugs!
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Thank you for the hugs, Iliana. I do love that Mary Cassatt painting.
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