Nana

3 weeks ago my mum called me and told me that my Nana had passed away. I am devastated. Me + my Nana were very close, we spent a lot of time together while I was growing up, I have many fond and treasured memories of her. I will never forget here + her wonderful  ways.

Watching diagnosis murder + countdown, every Monday after school for 4 years, every Saturday night when I was a kid, every Christmas morning for a long as I can remember, (everyone used to gather there first in the morning, before attending various parties), her advice, her stories, her love for her family, her kind heart,  her sense of huour, and most of all being the greatest Nana in the world.

I very much almost headed in home when I got the news, I thought about it the whole week leading up to the funeral, but I stayed in Australia, my family said it was where I should be, and that my Nana was so proud of me, and that she wouldn’t have wanted me to leave, I know this is true and not some comfort bullshit. That’s who she was, un-selfish and wanted the best for everyone she loved.

I haven’t cried as much in ages about anything. I feel better now. I just hope my family are doing good. I miss them everyday and I can’t wait to see them again!

This loss had made me realise things. That time really is too short to be falling out, feeling hateful, being cruel, or unforgiving and to truly appreciate the people in your life while they are still here, because they won’t always be.  So from now on, I will follow that, I will forgive and forget, I will make time for the people I love, I will smile, I will laugh it off, I will not bitch, I will not take things for granted, I will make the most of everything.

I’m not saying I’ll never be sad or pissed off, but just more forgiving of it all I guess.

Apologies for the heart-pouring. J 

 

XO!