Mum adored Joyce Grenfell and this was her favourite. When I was a young Mum with four boys she used to say I sounded just like her. This reminds me of her sense of fun, her being a teacher and of being a Nana.
This poem also by Grenfell says it well for both of us:
If I should die before the rest of you
Break not a flower nor inscribe a stone
Nor, when I’m gone, speak in a Sunday voice,
But be the usual selves that I have known.
Weep if you must
Parting is hell.
But life goes on.
So sing as well. Joyce Grenfell
Aug21
Juliajustgotcreative 
That was beautiful – I might pass it on to my three sons.
Lorraine
I’ve read through your posts about your mum, and your beautiful writing moves me to tears. It really feels like you write straight from the heart and I get a feeling of who she was. I’m so sorry for your loss.
Love Lisa