My Mum ... Who Did it Her Way


Running an organic cotton baby and kids clothing company and looking after my family is challenging at times, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.  

Often, just when you think you’re starting to get on top of things, something unexpected happens, to blow your focus and happiness out of the window.  

A couple of weeks ago, sadly, and out of the blue, my mum passed away.  The fact that she was my mum, meant that I took a lot of things about her for granted over the years. However, although we had had our differences, I was close to her. On reflection, I now very clearly see her as a brave, adventurous woman, who subconsciously maybe, I take inspiration from on in so many areas of my life.  

My mum and me [Photo: by Lynda Kelly from her Finding Grace series]

My sister and I have been naturally very immersed in all things ‘mum’ over the past few weeks - it’s almost been like getting to know her again through fresh eyes.

My mum in her early 20’s

Before getting married and having kids, she was a talented drafts woman, a keen botanist, and won lots of medals for ballroom dancing.  I may not share all these talents, but one this is for sure ... we both LOVE to dance!

Later in life her pioneering spirit moved her to go a Nepalese Himalayan trip at the age of 60, and then in her late 60’s to uproot from Yorkshire and make a new home in Wimbourne in Dorset, where she knew absolutely nobody.  

My mum at 60,  (in black) on  the lake at Pokhara, having finished the trek and enjoying a day off.  The ever-present Bim watching over 'Mum', as he called her.

Mum built a whole new, and very happy life for herself in Dorset, getting involved in local art and history groups.  She really did reinvent herself.

Mums garden in Dorset

Mum was always extremely encouraging to me about my business, even if she knew it was a risky and slightly scary thing to undertake.  She enjoyed the fact that I wanted to put my neck on the line (so to speak) and really go for it … infact ‘GO FOR IT’ was one of her favourite sayings.

I return to my desk feeling very sad, rather emotionally drained, but very determined to take my mum’s lead by facing it all, standing tall and making my organic, ethical children’s wear company shine - my way :)

Dedicated to Mum: ‘My Way’ by Frank Sinatra

And now, the end is near;

And so I face the final curtain.

My friend, I'll say it clear,

I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full.

I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;

And more, much more than this,

I did it my way.

Regrets, I've had a few;

But then again, too few to mention.

I did what I had to do

And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;

Each careful step along the byway,

And more, much more than this,

I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew

When I bit off more than I could chew.

But through it all, when there was doubt,

I ate it up and spit it out.

I faced it all and I stood tall;

And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried.

I've had my fill; my share of losing.

And now, as tears subside,

I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;

And may I say - not in a shy way,

"Oh no, oh no not me,

I did it my way".

For what is a man, what has he got?

If not himself, then he has naught.

To say the things he truly feels;

And not the words of one who kneels.

The record shows I took the blows -

And did it my way!

Yes, it was my way.


In order to follow your dreams, I’d love to hear who inspires you? How have you taken their lead? Please leave your comments below, I read them all.



Jenny - Founder of SuperNatural Organic Baby and Kid's Clothing