So what do I have in common with my Mother? Towards the end of the war when my father was still fighting a war in the far east. She fell pregnant as many others did during hostilities and gave birth to a son. My Mum was still very young and as an un-married mother was seen as? Well things were not viewed favourably in those days not so very long ago really. She was `persuaded` to give up the child! I know how she has felt on many occasions since that time. I know of those moments when she would cuddle me and feel a sense of guilt getting in the way of that love for me….I have felt that all too often. Those suppressed memories of the lost one taken from you….it never leaves but the passage of time does ease that loss or you let it kill you….who would benefit then?