In loving memory
My sincere apologies for not updating the blog regularly, I have lost my mojo. This last few months have been difficult, filled with what could only be described as a mixed bag of emotions and events.
My grandmother fell and shattered her hip at the end of January. After a week of sitting in her chair hoping it would get better on it’s own she went to hospital. A day later she was sporting a brand new hip and my kids had dubbed her the bionic gran. Things were improving, she had started to get to grips with the zimmer frame and there was color back in her cheeks. The weeks went by and I have to say she was looking a lot better with each visit. Sadly, at the extraordinary age of 94 in the early hours of march 4th an infection proved too much for her to handle and she passed away.
She was an outstanding woman who dedicated her life to her family to the end, never complained and was always smiling. She was a fairytale gran with her perfect grey hair and her devotion to making other people happy. Meals would be lovingly prepared and served to the family and more often than not she would sit down at the table forgetting to serve her own. For birthdays she would always make sure there was a little something for the sibling so they didn’t feel left out, and she would always supply us with our favorite biscuits (usually those pink and white blobbed marshmallow covered things with jam in the middle and coconut sprinkled on top…what on earth were they called?) and a packet of jelly tots ready to nibble on during our journey home. I didn’t remember this but she told me she used to have to walk all the way around the green in front of Uncle Bills house, even though it was quicker to go the other way, just because I like walking that way. There are so many memories, all of them undoubtedly fond. While my heart still beats there will be a space reserved just for her.
She believed in family values and in turn instilled those beliefs in us. People say that some good comes from every tragic event. I’m not religious, but I do believe to a certain extent that there is some truth to this statement. While the last month has been very emotional and saddening it has brought the family closer together. The butterfly effect is for once working for us rather than against. My sister and her partner are now getting married next year after a lengthy engagement, My parents are able to at last get a much needed new van for their business, my uncle is planning on moving to a new city and is going on a well deserved nice long vacation. He was closer to gran than all of us, and it’s been particularly hard on him. A few things have changed for us too, we now have a car after 3 years of having to catch a bus everywhere, and my partner has a new job which will actually pay our bills while I’m out of work. I am finally studying for a geoscience degree with the Open University which I’m sticking to for a change rather my typical “dipping a toe in the water once, never to return again” routine.
It may seem like an insignificant coincidence but i strongly believe that if it wasn’t for the emotional turmoil that resulted from the loss of a dear lady and the unconditional support and love that followed I doubt most of these events would have unfolded. I hope she knew just how much she was loved by all those that knew her. She will be missed deeply.
Thank you for everything Annie Lucas (nee Cordt), 1915 – 2009.
