Forward to the past

Just before dad passed away, my mum and he got an iPad. My mum has since discovered the ability to forward emails on the device.
There are emails floating out there, by the millions, that are worth forwarding, but that I do not want in my inbox.
When your mum forwards something, a conscience-like prick in your hassle-filled daily demeanour prompts you to open it.
My pop-in-law also passed and my mum-in-law on WhatsApp has discovered the forward.
Takes me back to when email first burst into our lives and forward it was.
Mums, enjoy. This too shall pass.