Sunday, 14 February 2010
Yesterday
morning my Farmor (paternal grandmother) passed away. 94 years old. Clear as crystal and a tougher cookie than most. Her four children sat with her this week even though she told them to "not sit around and wait for me to die".
My heart aches when I think about her and the times we had together. Not all happy. Not all covered in a rosy shimmer. But all important and never dull. All things that made me grow as a person.
I have so many things to thank her for. The many times we spent looking through old photo albums from her youth when she told me the story of her family. Giving our family story a sense of adventure and mystery and making me feel part of that story. All our conversations about life and love. Her patience through my rebellious twenties when I among other things questioned the very essence of her world, marriage and children. And her knowing smile when I told her I was getting married when I met Diver Dude. Her blunt way of asking when it would be our turn to have children with the question "have you found out what's wrong with you". And her caring questions about reproductive procedures she didn't understand but knew was important to me. The way she would stroke my cheek and smile at me.
This trip to Sweden will now not only be for a chance to start a new life but also about the end of a loved one's.
Thank you for everything dear Farmor, may you rest in peace.
Tack för allt älskade Farmor!
My heart aches when I think about her and the times we had together. Not all happy. Not all covered in a rosy shimmer. But all important and never dull. All things that made me grow as a person.
I have so many things to thank her for. The many times we spent looking through old photo albums from her youth when she told me the story of her family. Giving our family story a sense of adventure and mystery and making me feel part of that story. All our conversations about life and love. Her patience through my rebellious twenties when I among other things questioned the very essence of her world, marriage and children. And her knowing smile when I told her I was getting married when I met Diver Dude. Her blunt way of asking when it would be our turn to have children with the question "have you found out what's wrong with you". And her caring questions about reproductive procedures she didn't understand but knew was important to me. The way she would stroke my cheek and smile at me.
This trip to Sweden will now not only be for a chance to start a new life but also about the end of a loved one's.
Thank you for everything dear Farmor, may you rest in peace.
Tack för allt älskade Farmor!
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Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry for your loss. I know 94 is a great age to reach but still it's sad. I hope this trip to Sweden will bring joy too. much love, Fran
ReplyDeleteI'm very sorry for your loss. Keeping you in my thoughts.
ReplyDeleteHoney, I feel your pain! Have felt it enough times myself loosing my father when I was 17 and my Farmor a little over six years ago.
ReplyDeleteTake care, sweetie! I hope the trip will leed to more joy than sadness!
I am so sorry! I hope the trip is healing to you.
ReplyDeleteCan't think of anything to say, just sending thought-hugs.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry for your loss. My thoughts are with you.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteSo very sorry for your loss. Sending some love and comfort...
ReplyDeleteSo sorry. Glad that you had such a lovely light in your life.
ReplyDeleteCondolences to you and your family.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry for your loss :( *hug*
ReplyDeletesending you all healing thoughts and super huge hugs.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry. She sounds like a great lady - may she rest in peace.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry. How lucky you are to have had such a patient, caring "tough cookie" for a grandmother. Big hugs to you and your family.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry for your loss.
ReplyDelete((HUGE HUGS))
So sorry for your recent loss.
ReplyDeleteI'm soo sorry for your loss. I'm sending you hugs!!
ReplyDeleteI am sorry. I lost my grandma a few years ago and miss her still. I can feel her presence around me sometimes.
ReplyDeleteHaving just lost my own grandma less than a week ago, my heart goes out to you.
ReplyDeletePlease accept my condolences.
I'm so sorry. But I'm glad you have good memories - not perfect, but good - to keep with you.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry for your loss my friend. I lost my grandmother almost 10 years ago and I miss her so. I hope your trip brings some closure and inspires more great memories too. Thinking of u and your family. xoxox
ReplyDeleteThoughts are with you. She sounds like an amazing woman, much like my dear great-grandmother that I lost almost two years ago. I still "talk" to her though, and somehow I think she still listens.
ReplyDeleteHang in there.