When nearer to the date of packing and clearing the house, I was at a lost. I didn't know how to retain all the memories of my mum. I wanted to keep everything but I knew I couldn't. 

So I did what I knew best, I took photos of the house and the things that remind me of her.

Traces of who she was and is to me can be found in these pictures. Looking at them, flashbacks would flood my mind. 

I realised at the end I won't ever forget - her warm gentle smile.


Using Format