The beautiful lady that I am going to tell you about is not my Mum but my husband and sister in laws Mum.
She was born in 1931 and was an only child. As such, she had to amuse herself a lot because she was a little shy. She was very small and delicate in stature but had a huge and loving heart.
I believe that she met the man who would be her first love when she was around 19 years of age.
She was very close to her Dad who was a school teacher and her Mum who was a homebody. Although she had a falling out with her Mum, they were grew closer before her Mum passed at 94 years old.
Her husband was her love as they grew up together and had first a daughter and two years later a son.
She was truly a mother unlike any other. She protected her children as her husband grew into a man she no longer knew or liked very much. Alcohol played a nasty part here.
Her children came first for her always. She never had a drivers license but managed with help to move out of the home she had made with her husband and start a new life. She was a really good seamstress and there was a big need for her work in those days, so her working career helped her get by.
By this time, her daughter had a husband and family of her own and Munnie was born.
What I mean by this is that her first grandchild was a beautiful little girl who got the name wrong that Munnie had chosen to be called by her grandchildren and Munnie it has been ever since.
Munnie, some might not understand but this name ended up being perfect for this beautiful lady.
The relationship between Mum and her firstborn, Jann, has always been so close. More than just Mum and daughter.
A Mother unlike any other.
A Munnie unlike any other.
Mum eventually remarried and this man looked after her well and called her ‘Bossy’ but in a nice way meaning she was the boss.
He passed away after heart surgery unfortunately, although at this time, Munnie was starting to have her own health issues.
Mum accepted all the partners of her children and welcomed us like we were hers too. I am blessed to be her daughter in law. She had her Daughter and son and their husband and wife, then her grandchildren, 6 of them and their partners and then her great grandchildren, 8 of them.
She made everyone feel loved and cherished.
In her later years, her health began to fail and she went to live with her daughter.
Even when her illness made her forgetful, she remembered the ones she loved. Although at times she had lots of pain and she got frustrated with herself as she forgot things. She wrote notes everywhere to try to remember.
She never forgot Jann and Jeff, her children. They were and are the ones she really lived for. She sometimes forgot the names of her in-laws or grandchildren or great grandchildren but never her children.
Her final years were spent in Tasmania and for a lady who had not left Queensland in her 80 plus years, all of this new home was an adventure for her. The visits to the mountain in the freezing cold and seeing snow. The gorgeous landscape and historical places and delicious meals out.
She had to accept that she could not be as independent anymore and had help with most things by Jann or support workers.
But Jann always let her be as independent as she could. Mum liked her space and had many photos and books and her pet bird.
She didn’t like going to respite much but they loved her there. She always really was that shy child inside.
Mum went to hospital at the end of March this year as she had breathing problems that could not be supported at home.
She was only there for a couple of days before gently slipping away.
She passed as she lived surrounded by love, both in the living world and her loved ones who already had passed were there with her to help her over.
Her service was perfect and I feel she gave us a thumbs up at how all was done. Her family was there for her.
Today would have been her 88th birthday and we are all very sad that she is not here physically anymore. But we know that she is ok now and out of pain and will be with us and waiting for us when we pass.
We look for signs from her and are rewarded by a gentle warm feeling of love or a cheeky black and white bird singing or a dragonfly or butterfly or finding a feather and we know these are signs of her being with us and love continues.
So today, as we feel you close, we just thank you and thank the Lord for you really are ‘A Mother like no other.’
Janice Ireland 🌹