It is with great sadness I write this entry.
I have not written for a very long time because as you all knew my Grandfather has been in the hospital since January. Well a month ago my Grandmother had a stroke and was not a candidate for recovery. So we made the hard choice to let her go peacefully and not prolong her suffering.
On April 27th, 2012 she passed away at 6:30 PM at Scarborough General Hospital with her family all around her.
This has been very hard for us all. She was the thread that kept the family together. Not since my Father’s passing 12 years ago have I felt this pain.
My Grandfather is doing well… As well as he can do after losing his wife of 62 years and being in the hospital himself and not able to go to her.
We are all gathering around him now. He needs us a lot.
I have lived in their house for the last five years and have been able to enjoy both of them. My Grandparents were only 40 and 45 years old when I was born and so I have been able to experience the best of them. From my Gramps crawling around on the ground in the back garden. To my Nan swimming with us at the cottage and teaching us to speak “Hawaiian!” Yes we believed her…
We all know the words to “A-You’re Adorable” because she took the time to teach us.
She babysat us all. She was our Brownie Leader. She was our Rock.
She gave everything she had to us all. It never mattered what we needed she always had it to give. Love, a hug, a silly song, words to buck us up, a chocolate bar…
She was beautiful, funny and most of all ours! She never turned a kid away from her house. Her daughters and their friends, her grand kids and their friends… were always in her house. She would make chips and always had kool-aide for them all.
When she passed even my friends were saying things like… Do you remember when we were in the back yard and we…? Remember when I went to the cottage with you and she…?
I remember being at the cottage with her all summer… It was great. Walking around to Burkes’ Marina… Doing the cancan and singing “Putting on the Ritz” at the top of our lungs… I remember her scaring the heck out of us while walking back in the pitch dark.
I have 40 years of memories with her, which is not something most can say. 40 years with my Grandparents has not been enough but I am thankful. Thankful for all the times, memories, love, Thanksgivings at the cottage, Christmases sleeping at their house and waking to find so many pressies that they had to move the coffee table.
She loved her dogs, Lady and Ralph more than anything. I will never forget how she loved them. She spent an entire day sitting on the step trying to coax a stray kitten in from the elements. The kitten who became her pudding and “little-bit”. This kitty is Baby. Baby is having a hard time adjusting to life without the one person she actually liked.
I miss watching Dancing with the Stars with her… I miss talking about Coronation Street with her…
I miss knowing that she is there. I miss calling her to tell her when I get my marks from school.
I miss laughing with and at her. I miss how much my Dog loved her… I miss how she treated EVERYONE like her own.
I miss how much everyone loved her… I miss… Well… EVERYTHING!
RIP, Sweet Nanny! You will forever be in my heart! I love you and miss you and will never be the same without you!
Watch over us… For we need you more than you know.