Today is New Year's Day. We look ahead to abundance, travelling towards goals and positive change.
Today I also look back.
One year ago, my family gathered around the bed of my dear Grandma in my mother's beautiful sunroom, and witnessed her passing from this life.
It was a defining moment in my life.
I miss her every single day. Sometimes she visits me in dreams, always wearing rich jewel tones, and what always stands out is her special scent. She never speaks to me, but all the same, she tells me, I am here.
A year ago, I wrote this post to help process my grief, and the privilege of keeping vigil as she died.
Today, I remember.
I find that the dreams where ancestors visit me are very vivid- in details the random mishmash day to day dreams lack. They incude all senses, colour, smell, texture.I find them soothing and very helpful .
ReplyDeleteI am so very glad you are so blessed.I am sure she will let you know she is in some way still a very important presence in your life here.
I just read your post from a year ago and your description is so vivid. Pearl must have been loved so much and so hard by all of you.
ReplyDeleteRemembering is good.
Dear Steph, What a moving post, you were able to give the gift of such a peaceful passing. I was honoured to know Pearl for a few short years, and you were so lucky to have such a firecracker for a grandmother growing up. My thoughts are with you on the anniversary of her passing.
ReplyDeleteShe was a fire cracker, for sure! And she loved her chocolate and coconut cream tarts. I know she is around......she was too social to be anywhere else but here and there and everywhere.
ReplyDeleteWhat a moving post you wrote a year ago, sitting here with tears in my eyes.
ReplyDeleteSo wonderful to have the memories of those we hold dear in our hearts.