Thursday, August 13, 2009

I love you, Archchi

Listening to: Radio 1

Fourteen years ago today, I sat at my grandmother's bedside and chanted stanzas from the Book of Protection while she breathed her last. She was my nanny, my friend, my 'toy'...she used to feed me when my mother wasn't looking, I used to tell her about my day at school, and I used to 'experiment' with her hearing aid (much to her annoyance, naturally). She was a wonderful woman; maternal, jovial, strong. She is long gone but people still sing her praises. I am proud of her.

I was 12 when she died. She didn't live to see me grow up into the woman I am today. I'm not yet fully maternal, jovial and strong, but I like to think I will be, eventually. I hope she will be proud of me.

10 comments:

  1. Awww.
    May she continue to rest in peace.
    *hugs*

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  2. I think she'll be very proud indeed :)

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  3. she will live on in the person that you become. nice post.

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  4. I think she'd be very proud of you Pseudo... and be thankful for ever second you had with her... I never had the fortune of meeting either of my grandmothers, and it hurts me whenever people remind me about what I missed out on.

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  5. *hugs* I'm sure she will be....

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  6. ofcourse she will be proud of you..:) all grandparents are..:)

    *hug*

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  7. Thank you very much, all of you! :-)

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  8. I am sure she will be proud of you :)

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