Facebook Memories throws up virtually every day all sorts of memories both good and bad.
Meme's shared through dark days or happy carefree days, fun animal clips that you loved enough to share with your family and friends, missing animal posts that you shared back in 2014 ... did Max ever find his way home? ... incomplete clips that just leave you puzzled and are deleted so next year won't be quite so puzzling when it comes around again, and sometimes truly lovely family memories. It labels them with the year and this is what I woke up to this morning.
Seemingly on this day last year I helped Mum to hang this wonderful painting on her wall, done by my younger son of himself and his first meeting with his Granddad.
It meant a re-distribution of other family photos into a little gallery style display.
And seemingly we did it all with the teeniest of tiny tools. 😄
It seems so much longer than one year ago.
From seeing Mum on average forty five plus times a year, most weeks on a Wednesday, and us being ladies that lunch and pretty well known by the staff in the Altrincham branch of Wyevale/Dobbie's, I think I have seen her three times since March.
So much has changed, and it does make you wonder how much will change back?