I remember how my mother would show her love by simply calling to say "what are you doing?" I would often get so upset. Since I assumed that she knew I was at work and often very busy, but those where the times she just wanted to remind me that I was loved and thought of. I realize that now that she's gone. I miss those calls in the mist of my hectic life. I so wish that she was here so that I can hear her voice once more.On a Saturday 12 O'clock rush where i worked in the cafe she would call and ask me to run to Marks and Spencer's for a joint of pork with crackling, i would have to go and try and be as fast as i could before anyone noticed me missing, i once forgot the Pork joint in the fridge at work and my boss lived in Leeds and was nearly half way there when i had to call him and ask him to come back Mum would of been gutted if i didnt have it she enjoyed it so much. With all my heart and soul i wish my Mum was hear now to call me in dinner time rush for her joint of Pork and i would climb mountains to get it for her.xx