Mum’s funeral service, conducted by a local JP who had a lot to do with Mum, has made me think about what I do and don’t believe. Mum was an atheist, as was her dad. I spent some time in the church as a teenager but I suspect that was about belonging more than anything. I certainly don’t call myself a Christian. Thinking all that through seems to be a recurring theme in my journal, as does my changing relationship with my now-retired husband, and career/art time, now that Mum is gone. Here’s what I have been creating with all this in mind:
Cath Sheard 
I didn’t really know your Mum, but I enjoyed the photos of her because she reminded me so much of my grandmother, and the way I always thought my own mother would have looked if she had gotten to a more advanced age. I’m really sorry she had to go.
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