I lost my mom when I was younger. I have started realizing the point you are making more as time has passed and try a bit harder to keep things happy for my dad. It was good to hear your advice.

Thank you. I'm very sorry to hear that your mother passed so early. Missing someone, even after many years, is a testimony to the strong bond you shared. The loving memory lives on.

Thank you, although I feel much more sorry for her loss, than I do for mine. Cancer stole her life at a time when everything was supposed to be getting better. A brutal reminder for everyone around her to make the most of their time. And to appreciate loved ones while they're there.

Not entirely sure what you mean by that. But I realised some time ago how lucky, and extremely privileged, I was to grow up with the unconditional support my mother gave me.

And I wasn't the only one to get her support. She was a social worker who dealt with the very heaviest of drug users. She worked tirelessly to help them get a grip on their lives, and often spent her spare time following up on their troubles.

She, and others like her, contribute actual good to this world. I, with all of my inhibitive worries and hollow ambitions, admire them infinitely for that.