When my stepmum smashed my late mum’s treasured crystal set just weeks before my wedding, I thought my heart would never mend. She stood there with a smug grin, believing she’d finally wiped out Mum’s memory from my life. She had no clue what was coming.
I’m Liora, 25, and I lost my mum, Elspeth, when I was 16. The pain still cuts deep nine years on. She was all warmth and grace, my best friend, always smelling of lavender and fresh bread. She was my whole world.
She didn’t leave much behind when she passed, but her cherished crystal set meant everything to me. Those glasses held her spirit, her stories.
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