Its been a long time coming and its been heart breaking. Each year little by little my Nana has slowly slipped away from us. Each winter she would get sicker and older and slower.
My Nana was an amazing woman...and she lived through such amazing times and lived so quietly. She lived for her family...she lived for the kids.
Once she busted up her car (as our next door neighbor said laughing it was not Nana's fault some how that farm gate just got in the way) and she no longer drove up to our place everyday and the loss of her very fat cat...she became quieter and more withdrawn.
As a child I could not wait to go to Nana's place...a place of unconditional love, peace, food, rest and support.
When they lived in Thames we would walk everywhere together. Some days she would say "when I'm in my wheelchair you wont let go of me on the drive will you?" my grandparents had a REALLY steep long driveway.
Nana never made it into a wheelchair...so she should be pleased with that...though her little green walking frame got carted everywhere.
I have been struggling with Nana's passing as there has not really been much time for me to be alone and just be allowed to grieve....it's not really a kiwi thing - emotions.
I know that life goes on and my memories of her are strong....our tickle fests were epic!
