I can’t help but admire the women I work with, each one a “super woman” with her own brand of intelligence and compassion.
Ros and Jane have been of particular support to me in the past 10 days following Nan’s sudden passing. Ros gave me a very lovely thoughtful card and organised a bouquet of flowers from everyone at work. Jane has been wonderful to talk to, encouraging my thoughts and feelings and helping me make sense of the loss.
It has been a week tinged with sadness, I have spent a lot of time reflecting on the “enigma” that was Nan. Her funeral service was enlightening, if only because of the insight to how the rest of the family felt about her, and in meeting her oldest friend Aunty Joan, a simply wonderful lady who I would have liked to have spent more time with.
There has been sadness about Nan’s decline in the later years of her life but as the days pass there is prevailing remembrance of all the wonderful things she meant to us. Holding onto all the little things we gave her over the years like treasures; the huge hugs and face full of kisses in greeting; the wonderful laugh she had. It is hard to believe she is gone.