00.08am Tuesday 19 May 2020 Today would have been my mother’s birthday. She might have been well over 110 had she lived. This is the first time I’ve remembered her birthday in decades.
I cut her out of my life in the mid 80’s during the HIV/AIDS period. She would not, did not want, to understand or help me through a crisis of confidence at one stage.
A stage when I desperately needed and wanted a few kind words. I got nothing but grief. So I cut her out of my life. It was not hard at the