…so my godmummy died yesterday, on valentines day, on her daughters birthday, with her daughter at her bedside, after a day filled with her children and husband. A couple of months before her daughter was to marry. She had battled cancer for years, and through her strength and courage, lived far and beyond any consultants estimation. That, however, doesn’t take away the unfairness and cruelty of this nasty disease, and how death is so final.
I miss her…
She was an admiration to many, non the least me. She was so unbelievably talented in so many ways. My godmummy lived her dreams to the best of her ability, against all the odds, being told she couldn’t have children, she then did. To then having her beautiful first born boy, only to loose him to cancer soon after his first birthday. She then went on to have 3 more incredible children, and opened her doors to so many more at her beautiful montessori school, with which me and my younger brother went to. Her talent and inspiration to me and others was something truely special, and I feel blessed she was my godmother.
I miss her…
Her time in this world was cut too short. I still feel I have so much to tell her but will sadly never get the chance, but I am so grateful for the friendship we had together.
I miss her…
I only hope she has been reunited with her little first born up on their little cloud in the sky. It must make dying easier somehow, if you know someone is waiting for you.
I miss her…
I was pieces this morning and somehow had to find strength and calm, like she would’ve done. I went to richmond park, and walked and walked, trying to find answers, asking myself questions, and then I found peace and clarity. I knew what I had to do.
My godmummy and I shared, amongst other things, a love for flowers and I knew in that very moment I had to buy some. So I brought her a big bouquet of spring flowers, for my godmummy in the sky. I wanted to thank her. Thank her for her inspiration, her love and her wisdom, and to thank her for being the best godmummy I could ever have wished for. They are sitting in my kitchen, as if she is sitting there too, with me for just a little longer. I know she will never see them, but it eases the sadness knowing, I can in some way be with her.
I miss her…
Life is so prec
ious, don’t dwindle on the things that can be cured, don’t waste time fussing about things that really don’t matter…it can so often be too short life and these moments however sad they are do make you remember that, each day is as magic as the next and we are so lucky, so lucky to have health and love. That what ever we want in life we have to go out and get it, no dream is too big. If challenges stand in your way keep going, life is an adventure…and thanks to my godmummy and her relentless determination, I intend to do just that…
I miss you…
but thank you…
I love you…my godmummy in the sky♥
