Wednesday, 25 April 2018

Home


I have been home for my grandmother Kathleen's funeral. She had a full and long life, living from 1920-2018. Here she is in approximately 1942 with my grandfather Cyril (1913-1984).
This has been a full month and I find myself musing on both the passage of time and what it is to know someone, when often even knowing oneself is difficult. I cannot say I 'knew' my grandmother. I knew my side of her, but that was a minute portion of who she was.
Life steals us away from loves, relatives, children, friends as well as jobs, roles, duties, hobbies, and passions, each element is a part of the enigmatic puzzle of who we are. At the end of a long life, so much is lost, especially when we lose who we were because our decline erases our most treasured memories.

4 comments:

  1. Best wishes to you on the loss of your grandmother.

    I also want to thank you for your blog: what a joy it is to meet new (and some old) illustrators. This world needs more beauty and sharing, and your blog epitomizes that.

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    1. Thank you Linda X Hazel

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  2. Sending comfort and peace, Hazel.

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  3. Sorry to hear about your grandmother. And i agree with Linda; the Hazel we 'know' is the one who brings joy to so many with these amazing blogs and her loving eye for all creatures great and small.

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