On Sunday 22nd of March we celebrate Mother’s day in the UK. It is often a day to remember those Mothers who are no longer here, who brought us into the world and whatever our relationships were, brought life to the world.
This year, my 92-year-old Mother is on Covid-19 ‘lockdown’ at her nursing home. She may or may not remember the significance of the day, but for the first time in years and apart from the phone calls. She won't physically see any of her surviving children.
Living in Ireland, I usually arrange a card and some flowers. I never know if they ever reach her as when I ask, she always says she hasn't received them, but her memory is not as it once was. I always confirm they deliver the order, so I leave it at that. It doesn't matter - they are sent and as long as she is safe and well cared for, that's what matters.
I hope to speak to her, but I fear the inadvertent transmission of this deadly virus, that she wouldn't survive. I read of it surviving on metals and plastic for many hours! I can only hope that information is incorrect, but we are still learning so much about this virus and the risks aren't worth taking and we fear it may be true. Tough calls for many of us. We are still learning.
My mother lived through the second world war, rationing and she raised 6 children. I’m renaming her ‘Teflon Sheila.’ Over several decades her health has been such that we are all amazed she is still here! Events, surgeries and chronic illnesses have not beaten her and now at 92 years of age, each Mother’s day is especially poignant.
I am sure the nursing home will do their best to help all their charges. My Mother may not even notice the lack of contact. We do. We are still learning.
So I will call her and hopefully she is near to her phone. If not, I know she is in the good care of people who are risking so much to get out of bed every day and help others like her.
Whilst I remember my Mother - I also applaud all those who are doing all they can to get us through the imposed isolation and treat the sick. For they have kept many safe, warm, fed and attended to and are putting themselves at risk too.
We are lucky she is still here today. My thoughts are with all those who aren't so fortunate. One day at a time it is! We are still learning.