Mum. A tribute on international women's day.

A Tribute to My Mum

3.9.59 – 14.9.25

I felt compelled to write an extra blog today. A real personal reflection. It being international women’s day. To the woman who shaped my life.

There are some people in life whose influence never really leaves. Even when they’re no longer physically here, they remain woven into everything you are.

For me, that person is my mum.

I am here because of her. Not just in the obvious sense of life itself, but in the deeper ways too. The way I see the world. The way I care about people. The way I show up for others.

Her legacy lives quietly in so much of what I do.

She believed in people. She believed in kindness. She believed that when someone is struggling, the most powerful thing you can offer is to simply be there, to listen, to support, to care.

One of the last things she said to me has stayed with me every single day since.

Never stop supporting those who need you. We get it. Be what we didn’t have.

That conversation held so much.

It’s about compassion.

It’s about understanding pain without turning away from it.

It’s about using our experiences to create something better for others.

Those words sit at the heart of the work I do. Every client I sit with, every conversation, every moment of care, she is part of that. Her influence lives on in ways she may never have fully realised. She was so proud of me. Of all her 3 children actually. And we knew it.

I am endlessly grateful for her.

Grateful for the love she gave, the lessons she taught, and the strength she showed. Grateful that a piece of her continues through the way I live, the way I work, and the way I try to show up in the world. In awe of her story and journey. Of our story and journey. Of the strength and courage she passed to me, and my siblings. She drummed into each other we only have each other, to sort it out & forgive quickly when necessary. Between us, we have always practiced this. Our love is strong. Thank you mum.

Love like that doesn’t disappear.

It carries forward.

So this is for you, Mum.

Thank you for everything you gave me. Gave us.

Thank you for shaping the person I am.

Thank you for trusting me to carry those values forward.

Your legacy lives on.

Love you Mum.

Until next time

Don’t forget.

Louise x

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