“Dear Mama,
I don’t remember if our house was big or small or if we rented or owned.
I don’t remember if you had a fancy car, or if we had to take the bus.
I don’t remember if the house was clean and tidy or if it was covered in washing piles and scattered toys.
I don’t remember if my pram was new or second hand or if I had the latest new toy or designer clothes.
I don’t remember if you were dressed up or if your face was bare, it always looked perfect to me.
I don’t remember if you had a lot of money or whether you lived pay check to pay check.
I don’t remember if we went out every day or went on expensive holidays.
I don’t remember how sometimes you got angry or cried or had to walk out of the room to take a breath.
I don’t remember a schedule, a checklist or any expectations other than just you.
What I do remember is feeling safe.
I remember your comfort and how you kept me warm.
