My grandmother passed away yesterday. She had been sick for about 9 months and hospitalized for the past 2. I am flying home in a few hours to be there for her funeral, and I’ll be back just a couple of days later.
I think we were all prepared for this to happen, and seeing her go through this horrible illness was so heartwrenching that, in a way, we feel a form of relief. But in reality, I don’t think I’m ready to think about what her absence from my life will mean. She was the one I talked to about all the girly stuff, my dreams, how many children I might have, who I would marry. Her true passion was to sew and it was decided when I was about 5 that she would be the one to make my wedding dress!
Her life was not a fairy tale, she starved as a child during the war, married at 16, had her first child at 19, had a life of hard labor on the farm. But she laughed a lot, always remained so young and curious about everything. She really loved life and was able to cherish the great joys and small pleasures it can bring. I will miss her more than words can say.
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ravie de découvrir ton très beau blog et d’y voir une magnifique photo de ma tante (une grande dame). Je t’embrasse et continue tes belles réalisations.