Today is Monday 15 February. Quite a significant day to me as, if she had still been alive, it would have been my mother’s 91st birthday. My mother passed away in 1986 from breast cancer. She was only 55, which age I shall reach in a few days, so today, on her birthday, I’m thinking about her and my current situation. My Mum died when I was 19, but it was when my Dad died in 2002, that I decided to research my family history. Being the last of their children, by quite a few years, I missed out on a lot of important (and trivial) events compared to the…