I bloomin' love you Mum

“Mother’s love is bliss, is peace, it need not be acquired, it need not be deserved. If it is there, it is like a blessing; if it is not there it is as if all the beauty had gone out of life.”
— Erich Fromm

As I reflect on yesterday's sad event in London and try to make sense where there is no sense to be found, I decided this is the perfect time to share a piece I wrote for my Mom. As I tweeted yesterday, this is a time for love and not hate. In Italy we celebrate Mother’s Day in May, we should celebrate our Moms everyday so I was honoured to participate in a ebook which has been put together for Raymond Blanc event at this years Jardin Blanc @ RHS Chelsea Flower, which you can find here, and have the opportunity to talk about how my Mom influences me and what I have learned from her.

Since I have been asked to contribute to the ebook, I have been trying to figure out how to best describe how my Mom has inspired and has imprinted in me strong morals.

I have always seen my Mom as a super Mom as she can never do anything wrong, she raised 3 children whilst working from home and she is great at everything she does: amazing cook and seamstress/ designer and even though I didn’t inherited her crafty skills, I was definitely influenced by her creativity and her ability of think outside the box. Anytime I needed a dress for a special occasion, we would just brainstorm design ideas and after a few days I would have just the perfect dress. This was a skill I didn’t fully appreciate till I was older. 

Throughout my childhood, she has taught me to never give up and, leading by example, she has imprinted in me values such as honesty, integrity and caring for the less fortunate. Even though we didn’t have a lot of money, she taught me to appreciate the small things and be content with what we had. I remember I never asked for anything expensive for presents, I was happy with books.

I moved to London straight out of high school, since living in London had been my dream and, even though it was very sad for her to see me go, she continued to encourage me from far away. I still remember the first time she came to visit me in London, many years ago, and faced one of her worst fears- flying- for the first time just to spend time with me and to make sure I was settling in ok in my new city. My Mom doesn’t speak English at all so I had advised her not to go too far whilst I was at work, however this didn’t stop her – I guess I know where I get my stubbornness- and she went to the nearest supermarket to buy all the ingredients to make my favourite dish, lasagne. I really admire that even though she doesn’t travel much at all, she does have an adventurous spirit.

All the above and many other reasons makes me feel very lucky to have someone so special like my Mom in my life.

I have selected two photos for this piece: a magnolia, since my Mom loves flowers and takes great pride in looking after her garden, one of the reasons I love Spring so much is because I feel closer to my Mom and a photo taken my recent trip back home, me and my Mom spent the day in Venice and went to Caffè Florian,  the oldest café in the world, for a hot chocolate.