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This has been a particularly hard week for me. I have been busy with keynote presentations, networking and the normal stuff I do to make sure my business, Motivational Steps, runs smoothly. Being the super woman that I am I normally grocery shop, drive the children to school or part time jobs, make sure the housework is done and the laundry. I am lucky in that my two children who still live at home also do their own chores so that is a big help.
Unfortunately I could not seem to get into the swing of things, mostly because I knew that my children’s only remaining grandparent, “Nannie Lil” who still lives in the UK was in hospital and would not live very much longer. As we get older it does seem that death becomes more prominent, or it may be that we are more aware of it because we are not protected by our parents. They do say ignorance is bliss.
The one thing that became apparent as the week progressed was that many of the people who talked about Nannie Lil had regrets or sadness about either what they did or didn’t do or say. It seemed I was the person whose place it was to gently point out that nothing really mattered now other than to make sure we were there for her at this time and that afterwards we could remember her with love and affection. Crying tears for past arguments or not making enough time to talk to someone helps no one; being able to come together in a time of need is what is important.
My children are now going through the heartache of losing someone they dearly love, the first real person in their life who has died and they understand how final death is. When their other grandparents died they were too young to understand and I believe this was best. I am myself struggling to hold back even more tears and be strong for my family, I am pushing myself to try and act normal and carry on regardless. As I tell my children they can still talk to Nanny and she will always be in their hearts I do know this is hard for them to comprehend but as the days turn into weeks and the weeks into months and the months into years the pain will lessen and the memories will still be there.
Have no regrets, the past is the past and cannot be changed, but dwelling on the past brings no peace.




