Two years ago yesterday we made a short trip to Amsterdam. It’s really not far from here, relatively speaking and there was a special reason for us to make the trip that year. My in-laws, Mum and Dad used to make the trip every year around Mum’s birthday, which was the 13th February. People would always think they were on a Valentine’s date but they were simply celebrating her birthday doing stuff they loved to do – taking a short break.
When Mum passed away in May 2011 it was clear to all of us that the day that would have been her birthday needed to be marked in a special way and so the family made a great effort to accompany Dad on his annual pilgrimage to help him through the day.
We raised a glass or two in the bar on the ferry over and I wore her pearls, which Dad had given to me in memory of her. It was an interesting trip, although the weather was bitterly cold, which was not entirely unexpected! The Amstel river was frozen solid so boat trips were off the cards, which was a pity. We did find the Van Gogh museum though, which was magnificent and truly made my day!
I took a few photos that day and have just revisited them.
I always think of Mum when I see them.