3 years on and I forgot my Nan!
As many of you who read this blog (or who have read it in the last 12 months) know my Nan passed away 3 years ago, someone who meant loads to me…. and today was the 3rd anniversary of her funeral and, what would’ve been her 95th birthday, and I forgot until 10pm tonight. I’ve been thinking of her all week and when it came down to it, I missed the mark.
So, thinking of a blog post to write about her on this anniversary I realised that I already wrote the best post I could; so better than BHCC can do, I’m going to recycle………
This is the post I wrote last year, and every fucking thing I wrote then still makes me happy but sad too…
It’s the 2nd anniversary of the day we buried my Nan.
It’s been a weird day today, she was around for years and I miss her loads.
It’s not often that I use this blog to discuss things that are hard emotionally to discuss, but she rocked! 
I have great memories of my Nan, and thankfully, I remember her as she was when I was young and wearing a Cub Scout uniform (yes I was in the Cubs)
My Nan looked after me when I was off for school holidays as I went to a private school (yes another confession) and finished earlier for the holidays than my parents, who are both teachers.
I remember spraying the kitchen with Angel delight; my Nan cutting the electric cord to the fire with a kitchen knife and it going bang ‘cos the electric was still on, her coal bunker, the shed and hitting the sheet of asbestos behind it with anything I can find (it wasn’t dangerous then); Granddads chair (I never knew my Granddad, he sadly passed away when I was a baby), a broken wrist, lavender, a black and white TV, plasticine and the slope at 4 Landseer Close.
My Nan never could cope with me using the word piss, but fuck was OK! Never wore a seat belt (she always held it over her shoulder until we were around the corner from my folks (sorry Mum, I let her get away with it) then took it off)
But the years took their toll, and I saw her less and less as she became older and more ill, and in a way I am glad. I am glad that I remember my Nan for the things above, not ill and not the person I loved sick in a hospital bed, but I miss my Nan loads, I always will…….
So this is for you Nan, I bloody miss you, I’ll come and say hi in March, I promise!!
I’m back to Tunbridge Wells soon, I’ll come and see you then.. I miss you Nana xx
I too miss her. Again not the person she was towards the end of her life but the person she used to be. i am looking forward to seeing you on the 6th December when we visit the crematorium with Ben. But the best thing is that she will always live on in your heart and no one can take that away from you. Love Mumsie xx
PS. I know you will eventually return to Oz but it’s great having you in England. Love you loads
Comment by Mum — 26th November @ 6:31 am