My Mum was also my best friend, my confidant, the person who I knew would always be on my side and say the words I wanted to hear. She would challenge my thoughts and opinions sometimes, offering an alternative viewpoint, but she only ever did this with love in her heart. I will miss her completely and utterly. There is no one like her; well, almost no one like her. There is me, I guess, and I am a pretty close match in my appearance, mannerisms and attitudes to life. And so, I find myself thinking over and over again of the words of a less well-known song, that seem so perfect right now: "I guess, then, you did leave me something to remind me of you Every time I interrupt someone like you used to When I do something like you, you'll be on my mind all through 'Cause I forgot, you left me behind to remind me of you." What reminds you of my Mum, Pat?