May 12th, 2026 @ 18:46 (6:46PM )
Mothers Day, Mothering Day (UK) and my Mum's birthday all passing and/or passed now, but before that clock strikes twelve, I wanted to take a moment and say a few things for the Mum's (Mom's) I know and love dearly. For my Mum, who's birthday it is today on the 12th and hence having until midnight before it all ends, I love you Mum, and love to you all! There is no hand book or play book to do the jobs you do or had thrust upon you. One mother is said to be right, the other wrong. One labelled great and another not so. So easy nowadays to throw rocks in Glass Houses! I feel you just do it, good or bad, it is now what it is. In this fake world we now find ourselves with "blemish fixed" faces, eyes half open or red, removed objects in our fake social media pictures, and this list goes on and on and on. Thus putting new pressures on us all where none should be all trying too be what we simply cannot be. As far as I know, not one computer or man for that matter {though some would have you believe differently) has ever given birth! So in just that battle for not only your unborn infants life, but your own, that trumps all! So show your scars, grey hair, wrinkles, and what ever else, because world be damned you should ever feel the need to hide any of that. You fought a nine month war, just to start, of your body changing in every way, Then with luck (if you should call it that right Mum haha) for the rest of your existance here, you have us (your children) tied in some sort of way to constantly remind you that the nine months was actually maybe the best part because we had no voice or actions or anything else that made you wish you could stick us, "Back up There"! So THANK YOU MUM'S, YOU ARE ALL LOVED for what you did, and continue to do, in your own ways which is good enough to be called the RIGHT WAY! Here are Mum's I know, and love. They've all made choices I'm sure that none of us should or can judge because they make them for us in the end, and that should be good enough for anyone (In no particular order after my Mum, duh lol)
Eileen (Mumsie), Nicki (Sis), Kelly (put's up with my bullshit, or did), Janet (had enough of my bullshit), Family Mums too, My Nan who's gone but never, ever, ever forgotten! As well my other Nan who I'm sure is still dancing in the stars, (sorry for spelling but if you had read the 1st page you'd understand my hate for AI, AGI, and anywhere else I can avoid if possible), Margaret, Debs, Glenise, Becs, Pat, Jodie. Joe (Unc David sorry if I fucked that spelling?) I'm sure I've missed some mom's who are more than worth a mention but I'm winging it here, like most of my life, so I hope you don't all burn my social media, oh wait, I don't have any!
Loving you all!
Mark "Hammer71"
May 12th, 2026 Pictures untouched or edited hence the cut look (we called that reality once) with what I wrote in my notes about it;
May 12th, 2026 at 646pm. Sitting on my balcony looking at a beautiful clouded sky hiding a sun fighting to be seen before it hides away once more. My mums B-day today but she's away back in the UK until month's end. There is thunder and lightning in the sky of which I myself have only witnessed a handful of times since living near the coast all of these years now.There's a nice warmth to the air with that smell of settling dust you get when you know rain is falling near by for the first time in a while and accompanied by this seemingly never ending clouded sky. It takes my breath away every time I see this type of beautiful night! Happy birthday Mum, from the miracle of this spinning stone we call earth. The view too, and from, the north across west, or more so west where the sun fights to set to the mountains starting when I pan northways. The smell of the sky trying to cry but not as of yet so I'll cry for her. Not that I'm sad as per say, or about any one particular thing, but more just that melancholy fog we sometimes find ourselves in. Maybe I'm just crying for the life I still have and for the battles fought to call my own now.....dunno
