Pure righteousness

In a conversation with an old friend once, I suggested that there was no point in buying my mother a present or card for her birthday with her own money, to which my friend explained that I was mistaken! This conversation comes back to me now as I sit in the cinema spilling popcorn on the floor in memory of my mother who loved popcorn and who I selfishly begrudged for sharing mine once upon a time, instead of bathing in the joy of someone so selfless who found joy in a very rare moment of self centred consumption.

In my mothers untimely death I have now learnt the true meaning of my old friends words and have realised that it is never too late to share or do the right thing and that in being righteous there are no excuses.