When I was ten my family moved far away. It was at least one plane ride away. Or a car/bus/train trip then a ferry and then back in a car. That is quite a distance and money always makes these things more impossible. We kept in touch. My family visited a couple of times. Their family once. When I was a teen I moved closer (just an over night bus ride away). I visited every couple of months for a couple of years. I never asked if I could stay. I just turned up and stayed as long as I wanted. I was fed. I had a mum to spill my guts to. I was loved.
Today I found out that the mum in this family is dying. She has battled cancer for a long time. She has fought hard. She has been brave and courageous as only a mum and nana can. Now she is losing the battle. She cannot talk and I cannot be there to say good bye. I have sent many messages to her in the last year sharing my positive thoughts and cheering her on through her battle. Today I have cried like a baby for a dear friend and for all the big parts of my childhood she has been a part of. My thoughts are with her and her pained family. She has been a mother in so many ways to so many people. An amazing women with an amazing tale to tell. She has loved and been loved. She had been caring and funny. Shy yet popular. Practical and hopeful. I hope her final journey is safe and her landing place in the next world is soft. I will miss her and for the rest of my life be thankful for the time and I have shared with this women and the little bits of her that have influenced my life. I wish her peace.
Safe journey my friend x
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