(image of Lady of Shalott Roses : Pinterest)
This blog post is really hard for me to write.
Many of you know, that my beloved Grandma passed away last week after a long battle with Parkinsons disease and dementia. Both are horrible conditions and it was very difficult to see her suffering.
I am happy that she is free from the severe symptoms she experienced. Grandma was bedbound for over a year and her mind was taken over by the dementia too.
I have such wonderful memories of my Grandma- she was kind, caring, loving, beautiful, glamourous, with a huge heart. She gave so much love to her friends and family and to us grandchildren. She believed in us, motivated us and was a second mother.
I know part of her will always lie within me.
We are Jewish and have just come out of the week of mourning. This is called shiva and friends and family come to support the family.
It was very helpful but I still can’t believe shes not here any more. Grandma was a light in my world and I will always, always miss her. The only comfort is that she is at peace and has relief from suffering.
The above picture is of the Lady of Shalott rose. The poem by Tennyson- The Lady of Shalott- was one of my Grandmas favourites that we read to her in hospital. I am named after my Grandmas Mum, Rose. Our family found these Lady of Shalott roses at Kenwood, when they got up from their week of mourning during a walk there- a special and comforting sign.
I will love my Grandma always and I know she will be there with me on my wedding day next year. I take comfort from the fact she knew I was happy and settled and my last conversation with her was about my engagement.
We are still grieving for her. It takes time. We are trying to be there for my Grandpa too- they were married for 66 years.
Grandma- I will love you always and forever. You will be in my heart and never forgotten.