i will do my best to put this story into text but i was never good at writing or typing and my spelling leaves a lot to be desired. I remember one cold dull rainy day it was 2 weeks after having my first(Jackamo)i was suffering from post nantal depression and i was missing my mum so so much. i left the house with Jack and walked through Cottons park in the cold it made the pain of my mum not being here so much greater as it was the park we all played in as kids. Tears rolled down my face and i thought how can i go on with out my mum how can i even be a mum myself, i felt the grey cloud above get heavier and hevier. Then i thought "i need someone" That someone was Marge straight away thats who i knew i needed a hug from, Marg always listened and much like my own mum always managed to say the right things. I knocked on her door i remember it was a sunday afternoon Marg opened the door and was so pleased to see us. I walked in she hugged me i burst into tears and then i turned to see all the family sitting around the table waiting for there sunday roast. I felt so embarresed, But never the less ahe gave me a cuddle offered me a place at the table(i did not except felt to silly)she said the right thing as always and although she could not totally take all my pain away she made me feel so much better on that cold dull sunday afternoon. I love you Marg and wish i could still just pop over for those chats we used to have. miss you but i know your up there with my mum sorting everone out. x x