She was the one and only inspiration in my life. It was only after you lost something that you'll truely appreciate what it'd meant to you. All my younger life, I took everything in life for granted. I never asked myself what effort the person providing it had put in to give to make it possible for us. I saw the same selfish behaviour in my own children, my friends' children - the whole younger generation at large. It was a disappointing and a terrible observation. My eldest sister would be the first to second my own disappointment.
"Do you still remember the time you came home crying your eyes out?"
"Yes," replied Margaret, my oldest sister. "I just heard from a friend there's a third party. My fiance was cheating own me with his ex."
"Yes. You were inconsolable. Mum raised up to your defence like a fierce lioness protecting her cub."
"I wouldn't have what I've today if not for her timely intervention."
"You can say that again," I seconded. "Mum tracked and seeked out the unwelcomed link in your love triangle. She practically weeded out annoying parasite and ensured the intrusive organism never returns to rock the boat again. Does he know?"
"My hubby?"
"Yes."
"No. That's not really true," corrected my sister, rephrasing her answer. "I think he suspected. He was just too embarrassed over what he'd done to broach up the matter with me."
"Did she ever try to contact you again?"
"The third party?"
"Yes."
"Never. Mum made it clear to her if ever contact me again, she'll lose what little integrity she still possess. I never did get to ask mum what she'd on the woman."
"Somethings are best left alone."
"Yes," agreed my sister.
"I missed her terrible."
"Mum? Me too."
"Well. When the time comes...Whichever I of us get to meet her first...Be should to tell her hello for the other person."
