Life is too short for regrets but sometimes things happen that you cannot control if only you could control life the world would seem so much easier or would it. It coming up to 7 years since my beloved Nan died and so its this time of year I do get sad, especially as my Grandparent was a true love story played out.
I don't do sentimentality I am not over sentimental I am sorry to say alot has happened in my early years to put pay to that, switching off my emotions in time of troubles was a quickly learnt skill if indeed you can call it that.
My Grandparents my Nan was struck down first by leukaemia and bravely battled on with her treatments, then my grandad got eye cancer ( what are the odd of that tragedy) They helped each other in their times of need aided by myself and other member of the family.
Little did I know the summer of 2003 would be the last time I saw them together my grandad stuffed a £20 note into my hand and told me to ring when I got home , which you must certainly did if you didn't want to feel the gentle wrath of his tongue!
So just before my son started a school I got a phone call I got the phone call : he was dying , my Nan suffered a relapse due to her leukaemia and so they ended up in hospital together. My Nan as was her way got fed up with him, they bickered in the most friendly of ways. But she found some resolve and discharged her self to come home.
So he died but I know that he died knowing that people loved him sadly my Nan died 3 years later they had been together over 50 years and had lived in the same round for all that time.
You have been loved ..
I don't do sentimentality I am not over sentimental I am sorry to say alot has happened in my early years to put pay to that, switching off my emotions in time of troubles was a quickly learnt skill if indeed you can call it that.
My Grandparents my Nan was struck down first by leukaemia and bravely battled on with her treatments, then my grandad got eye cancer ( what are the odd of that tragedy) They helped each other in their times of need aided by myself and other member of the family.
Little did I know the summer of 2003 would be the last time I saw them together my grandad stuffed a £20 note into my hand and told me to ring when I got home , which you must certainly did if you didn't want to feel the gentle wrath of his tongue!
So just before my son started a school I got a phone call I got the phone call : he was dying , my Nan suffered a relapse due to her leukaemia and so they ended up in hospital together. My Nan as was her way got fed up with him, they bickered in the most friendly of ways. But she found some resolve and discharged her self to come home.
So he died but I know that he died knowing that people loved him sadly my Nan died 3 years later they had been together over 50 years and had lived in the same round for all that time.
You have been loved ..
