Sunday in our house was family day. On Saturdays Martha was allowed to go out with her friends in the daytime, but we agreed that Sunday was always for family.
Every Sunday Martha and I would go for coffee in a local cafe. Shoulder to shoulder we'd browse through Style Magazine commenting on the latest fashions and laughing at the satire of the Mrs Mills page.
On my very last Mother's Day I woke up to Martha welcoming me with a takeaway coffee and a copy of Style Magazine. Later in the day she painted my nails in pastel colours which you can see in this picture:
Today I met a dear friend for coffee in a local cafe and we shared wonderful moments from our own lives.
This quote from one of my favourite books 'Tuesdays with Morrie', sums it up for me pretty accurately: