Apologies for the absence of posts but my mother in law, Oonagh, passed away yesterday.
Although she had been diagnosed with dementia two years ago she retained her elegance right to the very end.
Oonagh was the most stylish woman I have ever met.
Whether it was slacks and sweater, mother of the bride, lunch out or Sunday lunch with the family; she always looked immaculate.
I was always in awe of her elegance and one of my greatest thrills is that, despite having lots of expensive jewllery, in her later years she nearly always wore the cultured pearls I bought for her from the Peal Market in Kowloon, Hong Kong.
It was one of the few things I got right!
I have to be honest, we didn't always have the easiest of relationships.
After all, I had taken away her youngest son.
It wasn't until I had sons of my own that I realised how painful that must have been.
She has had a difficult few years and in many ways her passing is a great relief to those who loved her.
Now I like to imagine her, not as she ended her days, but back in her heyday in that great ballroom in the sky - finally reunited with her husband.