Some sad stories on here. Whether they're about terrible mums, or mums who have died, I'm almost in tears.
My mum died just over a year ago, and I hate seeing racks of cards in the shops. Like tonyav, I wish I'd told her I loved her.
By contrast, my son tells me he loves me every time I speak to him, but I don't think he'll notice it's Mothers' Day on Sunday. I'm not expecting a card, but it doesn't really matter anyway.