I haven’t blogged for a while and there has been a good reason for this, not long after posting the last blog (the same day), I found out that my grandfather passed away and well, it felt strange to blog about other more ‘every day’ things when this is such an important thing in my life, but I couldn’t quite find the words to say anything.
My grandad was always a ‘big’ man, large in stature and personality!Â He really loved being around children and my brother and I were always thoroughly spoiled when we visited (far more chocolate and sweets than my parents would’ve liked 😉 ).Â In later life he worked as a ‘lollipop man’ and rather than lay wreathes at the creamation service, it was asked that donations were made to Acorn’s Children’s Hospice (a charity he supported)Â instead.Â TBH, I’m still rather struggling for words on this, so I’ll go with a well-known poem instead.
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
Goodbye Grandad, for now.