For My Nana

This is my reading from my Nanas funeral. I’m posting it here as a keepsake and as my promise to remember her for the rest of my life.

On the morning of the 27th January the world lost a feisty, stubborn, proud and loving woman – traits many of her family members have inherited – me included! A woman who fiercely loved and protected her family. She was a true nurturer and she was proud of us all regardless of the mistakes she witnessed throughout our lives, mine especially.

Her hugs were powerful, her stories often on repeat and just two months after her beloved husband, my Dear Pop, passed away she left this world to be with him. We all knew she wouldn’t be far behind coz since when does Nana give Pop any peace and I think it’s fair to say two months was long enough!

There are many things I will remember about my Nana and so would many of you. Kelly remembers the cheek pinches and how she used to say “I could eat you and suck on the bones!” But when I say it it just doesn’t sound as sweet.

I know I will remember her for the rest of my life. This is my promise.

Nana, I will remember those hugs you gave me where you squeezed me so tight know matter how old I got. So tight that I didn’t think I could breathe.

I will remember your smell – a mixture of roses and moth balls – on your clothes, in your home, on your soft porcelain skin.

I will remember how you always confused your only two granddaughters names in every conversation… I was called Kelly, Kelly called Cristy, and on an occasion Kelly called Evan. It didn’t matter what name you called us we always knew who you meant.

I will remember the bits of advice you gave me about love, about life, about children, about making mistakes and moving on.

I will remember your bright and colourful outfits and jewels that were always matching, your style was forever fancy.

I will remember the funny speech bubble stickers on all our photos and your creativity with scrapbooking and knitting – especially those sexy knitted socks that I wouldn’t dare to be seen in 15 years ago but would do anything to have a pair made from you now.

I will remember the squeals of joy as you cuddled a baby, any baby. I will remember your passion for your beloved Eagles and support for their Benny Boy. You were always keen to give a second chance.

I will remember how you taught me to play chopsticks on the piano which I never quite mastered as good as the other grandkids.

I will remember how your face lit up every time the great grandies came to visit, the littlest ones especially. You had a massive love for little babies, a trait Kel and I have inherited from you and considering between us we’ve produced 10 of your 20 great grandchildren I think we’ve done you proud in that department. You even tried to convince me that my babies just got cuter and cuter the more I had so I definitely needed a sixth! But that is one piece of advice I’m going to ignore.

More recently I will remember your eyes and the way they would open wide and sparkle every time you said “I love you”, even in your final breathless days. I will remember that I loved you fiercely in return, I have loved you all my life.

So today we say goodbye and we love you Nana. Don’t give Pop too much curry up there for getting there first, let him read his paper in peace and once you finish squeezing Jeremy in your biggest Nana-hugs give him another one from all of us. We miss him.

We hope Heaven is ready for you, our bright beautiful spark, Nana xxx

This One Goes Out To All Super Mums

What’s on your Mothers Day wish list this year? Mine is the same every year, let’s break it down:

1) Sleep in … 

2) Breakfast in bed …

3) Children getting along … Yes all day!

4) A quiet toilet break … Yes every single one!

5) A cleanish house …

Ok so it’s only 7am there’s still time for some of these to happen but considering I’ve been up for an hour already we can definitely cross wish 1 off the list.

Wish 5 is also a write off with four out of five of my offspring out for the count and filled with snot. The fifth child ( the eldest and the only girl and yes these two things mean a lot when we discuss cleanliness) is away at camp.

So far wish 3 is actually happening minus the two year old tantrums but he’s having them with me so technically he’s still conforming to the list. This wish is the big one it is also a highly unreasonable one that will most likely only come true when they are fully fledged adults. Maybe.

That leaves 2 and 4. Breakfast in bed when there’s no adult to supervise – was an unrealistic wish in the first place. And finally, toilet breaks alone …. meh it’s a silly one anyway…. Good mums will sneak off to the toilet, great mums can multitask – pee, yell from the loo and break up world war three in the lounge room.

Good mums will also get you an ice cream from the ice cream van but great mums tell you that when the music plays they’re all out of ice cream.

Good mums make and bake and they let you lick the cake beaters, great mums turn them off first.

Good mums make sure you eat “well” most of the time, great mums don’t pump your stomach when you eat your boogers.

Good mums will raise you, support you and be there for you regardless of your age. Great mums will send you their bill for the nursing home.

Good mums will kick your arse into line when needed, great mums will kick anyone else’s arse who messes with you!

Our Mums, our Superhereos, come in all shapes and sizes – and most of them will be hard on themselves about it – so today tell her how perfect she is to you. How amazed you are that her body grew and carried you into the world so that you could be here today. As a complete human being.

  
Every Mum has her own quirks and passions and yes that includes your Mother in laws too. Without those MILs in the world you’d be without your partner, the father of your children. Mums run their households, their children (and husbands) the best way they know how. They may nag and get frustrated from time to time but they love you more then they could ever love anyone else. That is for certain.

Mothers are there when you wake up, they are there when you go to sleep and according to my five year old Mums cover you in big sloppy kisses. He loves it really.

If your Mum is not here with you today remember, and it’s true, that she is always with you. Mothers never leave us. You only have to touch your belly button or feel your heartbeat to know at one point in your life this is what connected you to her and to life. It still does. It always will.

My own Mum is my best friend. We’ve come a long way to get there, it wasn’t always the case. Now when I talk to her about the “ins and outs” of my life she just grins and bears it. She supports me, feeds me, nurtures my children which in turn nurtures me. She turns off the cake beaters, she teaches me how to be a better person, wife, mother. She teaches me to love and accept myself and just nods and smiles when I go off on one of my tangents. She also reads my blog, swear words and all. In fact, she probably taught me to swear!

  
So if you love your Mums put your hands up! Now go, take those hands and do something nice for her, hug her, tell her you love her face-to-face as well as on Facebook. Look up to the sky if she has passed away and hand on heart talk to her. Whatever you say to her in this moment is also said to yourself. Rub your belly if you’re  pregnant coz you will never been more connected to a person than you are right now. If your belly is empty and you’ve wanted it full rub your heart, it hurts I know. Scratch those fur babies if they make you a Mummy their love is always unwavering. Adopted, surrogate, same sex mothers. Every woman deserves extra love today. 

Spread the love. Happy Mother’s Day.

One love

DRK xxx