I’m hoping that this week is a time of starting a-fresh. Not necessarily forgetting, because I never want to forget my beautiful Nana and gorgeous Gran-Nan, but I need to get up and get back to the normal, mundane life. It’s funny how when something crazy like this happens, you wish so much for that boring life you had before. I will think twice before wishing for excitement within my life, and will make my wishes more specific because the last 2-3 weeks have been more than enough for this year.
Not only have these major events occurred, but my sister got major food poisoning on the day she was supposed to visit for my brother’s birthday, and my cousin was almost in a major car accident – if it hadn’t been for her swerving at the right moment, she probably would have been killed or at least severely injured.
I just need some “time out” from life right now – it’s all becoming so overwhelming – and while I know it’s difficult to not dwell on the rotten things that happen in life, sometimes you need to pay some attention to the shit that happens around you, because it makes appreciating those wonderful things that little bit easier. You never know what you’ve got till it’s gone, that kind of thing.
I thank the Gods for my family, my friends, and in some cases complete strangers who supported us though the events of the last couple of weeks. The energy field of love and support is so strong that I can literally feel it. Thank you.
Late night rambles, but you know – that’s what this site is for.
Just when we thought we’d got over all the craziness, my great grandmother died today.
Yes she was 100 years old, she was healthy (despite being borderline deaf and mostly blind), but she was taken suddenly today.
It’s such a huge shock, and it probably wouldn’t have affected me so deeply if it hadn’t happened so close to everything else.
Wouldn’t it be great to be able to choose the time for these things? I guess we’re not given the ability to do that, since we’d probably never choose a time.
Rest in peace now, Gran-Nan. We’ll miss you xx
After my Nana passed away on Friday, I didn’t think anything could get much worse.
This afternoon, my dad had a heart attack.
Thankfully, it wasn’t fatal, but he had to go to the local ER, and then to the General Hospital about an hour away. They did an angiogram and then had to put a stent in his heart to stop the clotting. He went off to hospital around 3:30, and we only just got home from the hospital about 40 minutes ago (11:40pm).
He’s doing well, just a bit light-headed and he is on monitors and everything at the Hospital. Otherwise in good spirits – he’s coherent and was joking about with the nurses. He’ll be there for the next few days, meaning he’ll miss my Nana’s funeral tomorrow afternoon.
Let’s hope things don’t happen in threes in this instance.
I woke up this morning with an absolute feeling of dread and, of course doubting myself, knew that today would be the day I got the call.
I did.
My Nana’s gone. The stubborn, gorgeous, matriarch of my mum’s side of the family is gone. She passed at 9:00am this morning.
I feel… lost. I didn’t spend a heck of a lot of time with her, not like I know many others spend with their grandparents, but every birthday, Christmas and Easter, Mother’s/Father’s Day we’d spend with them. And now she’s gone.
I don’t know what to do next. I’m trying to be a support for my parents but in terms of actually doing anything, I don’t know. This is the first grandparent, first immediate family member that I’ve lost.
Thanks in advance for your support.
Nana – Rest in Peace. No more pain or suffering. We’ll miss you.
