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Today Would Have Been My Mum’s 60th

  • Writer: Jenny Wynter
    Jenny Wynter
  • Nov 15, 2010
  • 1 min read

Making cookies 1983-ish. She passed away in 1984.


Right now, were she here, I’ve no doubts at all that there would be celebrations a-plenty, much of which would revolve around music.

But you know. She’s not. And we’re not.

So instead, on this day, I want to just think of her and smile. You know? Be happy. Remember the good times. Yet if I’m being completely honest, it seems ridiculous to even try. I mean, how can you not tarnish even the most wonderful memories when the lens you’re looking at them through is made of grief?

But still. I try. Not for my sake, mind, but for hers. And the only reason I can even say that is because now that I’m a mother myself, I know that if I were – heaven forbid – not around to see my kids grow up, that would totally be what I would want for them.

To be able to remember me, for sure. But most importantly, to think of me and really, truly, deeply…smile.

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I acknowledge the Gubbi Gubbi, Wakka Wakka and Butchulla peoples, the First Nation Traditional Owners of Country, and custodians of the land and waters on which I live and work, and all the peoples who have welcomed me on Country. I pay respects to all Elders past and present and acknowledge the young leaders who are working beside Elders in our cultural industries in the continuation of cultural, spiritual and educational practices. I recognise all First Nation peoples as the original storytellers of these lands and acknowledge the important role they continue to play in our community.

Jenny Wynter

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