In the bedroom of her Cumbrian cottage, Maureen Feely keeps a slightly dog-eared Mother’s Day card. It bears a picture of a ginger kitten and a loving message from her only child, Sarah Bryant.

‘After Sarah was killed I cancelled birthdays and Christmas,’ says Maureen. ‘If nobody buys you anything then you don’t miss the one present which is not there. But Mothering Sunday is different, harder.

I cannot open a paper or watch the television or even go to my local supermarket without being bombarded by images of mothers and their daughters.

‘It’s unbearable because I am still a mother – it’s just that I am without my child. Sarah would send me flowers. Now all I can do is offer them to her instead. I take yellow roses to her grave and spend Mother’s Day with her there. I talk and talk and talk.’ Read more at www.dailymail.co.uk