This past week, you took your last breaths. You said last goodbyes to those who visited you and asked for help from those who were meant to care for you.
You were the one person I could truly talk to. Open up to. Share my thoughts, feelings and ideas with. I can do this with my Nan too but it's just different.
I already am craving ginger refreshers and those marmite onion toasty thingys you'd make us. The lolly jar and the biscuits you'd keep for us when we came to see you.
The butterflies on the wall of your house. The photos that showed the years I missed out on and the years I was a part of.
The way you just seemed to understand how I felt and could give a simple explanation and wise words to help get me through the next struggle.
I said today that we better be having some awesome korero in my dreams from now on. ❤❤❤❤
All I could think of today was singing Whakaaria Mai and saying the words, 'presented with'... perhaps the last words you heard on your way to the hospital for the last time.
Gran... no more pain. No more hospital checks or stays. No more being stuck in a small space. You're free, finally. After all those struggles. You are truly a warrior Gran. You are an inspiration. You led by example, helping us along the way.
This week, we said our farewells. Played your favourite music. Remembered the best times with you. We shared our memories and I wonder what will happen next with us, without you.
But you're still with us. The smell of your White Diamond perfume and wearing your watch I'd bought you before your last surgery.
The memories, the love and guidance.
The way you could bring complete peace at a moment's notice. Somehow. How did you do that?
I still have a lot of questions. I guess I'll have to wait til later to discuss in more depth.
I hope you were proud of me when I did the first reading for you during your requiem mass. Your coffin was so pretty. Truly. The funeral directors made you look so pretty too.
It was so good being able to sit by you again. To sleep close and send our love to you. To watch everyone and enjoy being with them. To know that I have a place with them, even without you there to make me feel wanted.
I realised just before that I haven't been writing in this blog for a long time. I've had a mental block and possibly even a spiritual one where I've told myself certain things that aren't true.
I need to write more. I have more stories to share. I have more people to help. But like you probably know, I need to work on myself first.
With all the love and positivity I can send out in one small bubble of hope...
Love you Gran xxx